The Secret Roommate (Accidentally in Love #4) Read Online Sara Ney

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Accidentally in Love Series by Sara Ney
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Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 90682 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
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Ben, no.

Aaron, no.

Josh, another Josh, Dylan, and Josh.

“What’s with all the Joshes?” I muse, not swiping on a single one of them.

More than one guy looks like he wants to hide me in his basement and put the lotion in the basket, and I shiver, imagining what a creepy date those would probably be.

Scroll.

Scroll.

Then…

I go back to that list of men who have already swiped on me to see if I missed anyone cute during my hunt, and see that familiar face again, heart racing.

Why would he swipe on me?

Why not just ignore me?

Is this a joke? Did he swipe on me so I’d know he knew I was on a dating app?

My face gets red with embarrassment.

He knows I’m on a dating app.

Shoot me now.

But he’s on the app too.

So? The man is the last person on the planet who needs a dating app to find women. Give me a break. He’s just wasting time.

But…

He did swipe on me.

What would be the harm in swiping back?

If only as a joke.

One… two…

On three, I squeeze my eyes shut—like a total idiot, chickenshit—and swipe right on Duke Colter, my screen lighting up with a blinding YOU HAVE A MATCH!

Oh God.

Why did I do that?

I kick my feet beneath the covers like a teenage girl who’s just been invited to the school dance by a cute boy, butterflies working overtime inside my stomach.

The app wants me to send Duke a message, even giving me several suggestions for opening lines, but there’s not a chance in hell I’m going to take the first leap. Not when I have no idea why he matched with me in the first place—no way.

So I move along, doing my best to slow my speeding heart, having to pee but not daring to go into the hall.

YOU HAVE A NEW MESSAGE FROM D.

I snicker, stomach roiling.

Shit.

I can’t look.

You have to look. I bet he says something stupid, and we’ll have a laugh, and that will be the end of it.

Ugh, fine.

Duke: Well, well, well—look what the cat dragged in…

I crack a smile.

Posey: They’ll let anyone on these apps these days, apparently.

Duke: Apparently. Who’d swipe on a dude who doesn’t give his name and uses blurry pictures LOL

Posey: I was bored. Cut me some slack. Plus, I obviously knew it was you. **rolling my eyes**

Duke: No man—at least 100 women have liked my profile, and my pictures are shitty.

Posey: Stop it, you’re joking. 100?

Posey: Your profile picture is horrible.

Duke: What? No, it isn’t!

Posey: It barely looks like you. Also, your bio says you didn’t mind what someone’s feet look like, which is asinine.

Duke: What’s wrong with saying I don’t care what her feet look like??? It’s the truth!

Posey: Nothing, it’s just weird. And now that you mention it, it actually makes you sound like you might have a foot fetish.

Duke: Fuck, I never thought of that.

A box pops up after his last message. It’s a warning from the dating app server: Are you sure you want to reply to this potentially offensive message?

Oh. It must be the use of profanity.

I click yes so we can move on with our conversation because I don’t care if he used the word fuck in a sentence. Big deal.

He’s entertaining.

Posey: I mean, some people are into feet.

Duke: I’m not.

Posey: Oh please, I saw you checking out my feet tonight when we were in the kitchen.

I one hundred percent did, though I would never say that to his face.

Duke: They’re hot pink. What was I supposed to be looking at?

Posey: All I’m saying is, you MIGHT have a foot fetish.

Duke: **ROLLING MY EYES**

Posey: You’re way too easy to tease, LOL

Duke: Moving right along to a new topic…

Duke: Have you swiped on anyone else tonight, or am I the only lucky guy?

Posey: Of course you’re NOT the only guy I’ve swiped on tonight. Please. Pfft, as if. I did just match with someone else, but I only just downloaded the app tonight.

Duke: You can’t just boost my ego by saying I’m the only one? Rude.

Posey: Oh come on, we both know you’re lying in bed on the other side of the wall swiping like a little maniac.

Duke: Yeah, I’m pretty bored.

Posey: Yes, I know, it’s soooo boring here.

Duke: You lock me in my room and feed me scraps.

Posey: We have about four hundred dollars’ worth of food jammed into my tiny fridge. I do NOT feed you scraps just because I refuse to be your personal chef while you’re here. You’re a grown-ass adult.

Duke: Excuse me while I update my profile and put “must be a good cook” and “must have painted toenails.”

Posey: You already have a cook; you don’t need another one.

Duke: Yeah, but he ain’t here. I gotta make do!

Posey: You don’t actually want to meet anyone and go on dates, do you? I might have to tell Eli you’re leaving the house to go on dates before the media finds you…



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