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    Hold On - Part 1: Hold On, #1
    Hold On - Part 1: Hold On, #1
    Hold On - Part 1: Hold On, #1
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    Hold On - Part 1: Hold On, #1

    By Tabitha Levin

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    If there is a rule that everyone seeking a roommate would agree with, it’s that you don’t get involved with someone you live with. Too complicated.

    But complicated doesn’t stop Sarah Bennet from agreeing to let the gorgeously sexy Ethan Collier move in. He’s everything she’s not - confident, charming and intense. 

    The attraction becomes even stronger when she learns about his dark past. She should be running away, but instead she finds herself running toward him.

    Falling into bed with Ethan was easy, falling in love is another matter entirely. She’ll need to hold on tight, or this bad boy could break her apart completely.

    Part 1 of a 3 part series. Contains a cliffhanger ending.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTabitha Levin
    Release dateDec 4, 2016
    ISBN9781540163660
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      Hold On - Part 1 - Tabitha Levin

      Chapter 1

      Roommate wanted: Must be well hung, able to perform multiple orgasms in a single night, and be completely and utterly gorgeous.

      You can’t write that!

      My best friend, Lauren, rolls her eyes and looks up from the computer screen. Your version is boring.

      I know it is. It’s why I invited her over to help me write the ad. She’s the one that is supposed to be good with words since she’s a journalist. I’m just an underpaid administrative assistant who needs someone to move into the spare bedroom of my apartment so I can afford to keep living by the beach.

      Besides, she continues, you need to get laid; it’s been four months, Sarah. Time to get back on the penis. With my ad, you get rent and a steady supply of orgasms. What more could a girl want?

      I know she’s teasing me, but the look she’s giving me is deadly serious. I contemplate playing her bluff just to see what she’ll do, but then chicken out because I know she’ll do anything to win a bet.

      Just fix mine up to sound better. I don’t want any weirdo’s answering the ad.

      Fine, but it’s your loss. Think of all the sleepless nights you could have had. She grins and I can’t help but laugh. We both know that I haven’t slept with anyone since Danny. I’m not like Lauren who can pick up a stranger and take them home for the night. I need a connection. Maybe I should be more like her. Less chance of getting my heart shattered into pieces again.

      Let me read it. I glance over her shoulder as her finger hovers over the submit button.

      Does it meet your approval, Miss Bennett? She raises her eyebrow mockingly.

      When I wrote it, I sounded like a nerdy desperado. She’s changed it to make me sound cool and the apartment to die for. I’d apply if I wasn’t already living here. I nod my head. Send.

      ~

      No, I’m sorry, there are no pets allowed in the building. I groan and press the end button on my phone. Fifteen calls and not one of them I would want to meet in person. Maybe I’m being too fussy? I mean, it’s not too much to ask for people to have a job before they apply to live somewhere is it? Perhaps I should have given the woman who claimed to be a blogger a chance.

      I scroll through the list of numbers trying to remember which one was hers when the phone rings again. Please don’t be a freak, I think to myself before I answer.

      Hello?

      I’m ringing about the room. His voice is deep and breathy, like he’d just been running.

      Do you have a job?

      Huh?

      A job. Income. The ability to pay rent. I’m too annoyed to be polite. Might as well get straight to the questions.

      Yeah, of course. I wouldn’t apply if I didn’t.

      I audibly breathe out. Good. You’d be surprised how many people who have rung up today don’t.

      He laughs and I immediately feel better. Yeah, I can afford rent.

      Pets. Do you have any pets?

      No. Used to have a dog when I was a kid. But it died.

      Oh, I’m sorry. Now I feel bad.

      Doesn’t matter, it was a long time ago. So, can I see the place? I’m looking to move somewhere right away.

      I pause. I haven’t got this far with anyone yet and suddenly I’m not sure that I’m ready to meet a complete stranger, let alone live with someone new.

      Hello? Are you still there? I’ve got references.

      Yes. Yes, okay. I give him the address.

      I’m near there now. Be around in ten.

      He hangs up before I can respond. Ten? As in ten minutes? I look around the apartment and jolt upright. Quickly I rush around tidying up, straightening cushions, and fluffing towels. I realize I didn’t get his name or give him mine. Suddenly I’m reminded of Lauren and her one night stands when she doesn’t bother to find out guys names before she takes them home and has sex.

      I stop in the middle of the room and take a breath. It’s no big deal. If I don’t like him, then I can say no. I have the power here.

      The engine of a motorcycle revs outside and I walk over and look down to the street. It’s him, I know it is. He parks the bike and takes off his helmet. He has short dark hair, tanned skin and is completely and utterly gorgeous. For a split second, I wonder if Lauren has sent in her version of the roommate ad after all, but then shake my head.

      He looks up at the building and I pull back so he doesn’t see me. When I’m sure he’s no longer looking I take a peek back down and sure enough he’s gone inside the building. I take in the shiny black motorcycle he was riding and wonder what it would feel like to ride something that fast. Maybe if he’s suitable as a roommate he’ll teach me. I realize I’m getting ahead of myself when I hear the door buzzer ring and spin around to let him in.

      Hey, he says casually. Nice location.

      I nod my head. The building is directly opposite the beach. Only six different apartments in this complex and mine is on the top floor. I step back so he can come inside, taking the time to scan him up and down as he walks past me and into the living area. You said you had references?

      He turns to me and reaches into his jacket, pulling out a folded piece of paper. It’s warm from being close to his body and I unfold it and stare at it even though the words aren’t registering in my brain. I need to focus.

      This is the bedroom? He’s walking towards mine and I have to move fast to cut him off.

      "That’s mine. This

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