Room 4 Rent: A Steamy Romantic Comedy
Do you see that woman holding a foreclosure notice in her hand and a screaming toddler at her feet? She doesnāt look happy, does she? Spoiler alert: sheās not. And it has nothing to do with the peanut butter and jelly sandwich she found in her couch cushions this morning, or that fact that her kidās favorite words is c&#$. Iāll let you put the letters with the rest of that word, but, to fully to understand my frustration, you have to go back two weeks. Thatās when my husband of six years died of a heart attack. And Iām not sad about it. Before you go thinking Iām an emotionless shit, understand that I was sad. Was being the key word.You see, dear friends, in those fifteen days since my husband died, Iāve met his girlfriend, whoās befriended me and to top it all off, it turns out, infidelity wasnāt the only thing heās guilty of. He hadnāt paid our bills in four months.Now Iām forced to rent out the room above our garage. But thereās a hitch. The guy that rents it?My one-night stand from the night I found out my deceased husband had been cheating on me.The problem? Heās a college baseball player. And let me tell you, sister. Cason Reins, his name should come with a surgeon general warning. Heās everything I donāt need in my life. Not only does he walk around shirtless, have a dirty mind, thatās not the worst part. What is it, you ask? Other than him befriending my toddler? He knows how to throw a curve ball. He wants toā¦ gulp . Date. Me.Now what the hell am I supposed to do?
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