The American Roommate Experiment (Spanish Love Deception, #2)

by Elena Armas

“Dancing Queen” by Abba.’

Flirting is healthy for the soul.

Greater, bigger, like a separate, inescapable force. It felt like gravity.

‘Because I would have known then,’ Lucas stepped forward, his chin dipping to look straight into my eyes, ‘that I’d been single only because no one had ever stolen my attention, scattered my thoughts so effortlessly. So completely. Not the way you did.’

You’re crying and it’s breaking my heart,’

Rosie affected me in ways no other woman ever had. I wanted to do things for her, everything and anything if she let me. I wanted to make sure that she was okay. More than okay. Not good, but happy. That she would accomplish whatever she dreamed of. That she was cared for, cherished.

Life was too short, too brittle, to keep secrets and live in half-truths. Even when we thought that we were protecting those we loved. Or protecting ourselves. Our hearts. Because the reality was that without honesty, without truth, we never lived fully.