Page 189 of The Royal Situation

“I prefer not to leave my place vacant while I’m traveling. So, if you plan to be away a lot, you’re not getting the room.”

“Fuck, you’re worse than my parents.”

Silence on his end. Then a short exhale that might be a laugh.

“Don’t waste my time, kid.”

“Kid? I’m twenty-six. I’m not a fucking kid.”

The line goes dead, and I stare at the phone in my hand with my heart pounding.

He’s rude, arrogant, and dismissive. He’s everything I can’t stand in a person, but I’m absolutely going to be his roommate, even if I have to get Louis to do me a favor.

In January, I will be in New York, living in that penthouse with a man who is apparently God’s gift to women.

I have no idea what I’m walking into, but it doesn’t scare me.

Itthrillsme.