Practice Makes Perfect (When in Rome, #2)

by Sarah Adams

I am the quiet one in my family. The one with her nose always in a book because she prefers worlds where she doesn’t have to interact with other humans. It’s so much easier to read about relationships than to foster them. Less dangerous too. I can’t offend anyone written into a book. I can’t say the wrong thing. And book characters don’t make judgments about me.

Right on cue, John’s phone starts buzzing. I smile to myself as he puts on an Oscar-worthy performance.

Immediately his face morphs into something frowny, and I replicate it because I want an Oscar too.

“Well, I was on a date. But I think John is about to leave because he has an emergency.” I look up into John’s wide eyes. He thinks I’m a psychic now. “Is your house on fire? Grandma’s in the hospital? Or does your roommate have a flat tire?” I ask cheerfully. He hesitates a second. “Uh—the flat tire one.” So much for that Oscar.

“Hate when that happens,” I say kindly

She’s momentarily shocked by his handsomeness. Get in line, ma’am.

Will’s head hitches toward the table in some unspoken Man Language, and then John whips his hand into his back pocket, pulls out his wallet, and tosses a fifty on the table. “Uh—I’ll catch the bill since I’m the one having to bail.” “But I spilled—” “It’s fine. Have a good night,

“You okay?” Will asks with pinched brows. I smile. “Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be?” “Because that jackass seemingly just made up an excuse to bail?” “Oh. Yeah. He definitely did.”

Where did shy Annie go? Did she vanish? Is she in perhaps the art room? Iykyk

“I think maybe you’re too nice?” He says it like a question. “My sisters would agree with you, but one peek inside my head during traffic…” I whistle lightly and let the implied villainy dangle.

because I suddenly realize that I’m standing here having an effortless conversation with Will Griffin and I have no idea how I’m managing it.

Shy Annie has entered the room people

It’s possible I’m reading too many romances.

Never!!!

And I don’t do feelings.

The Noah effect strikes again HELP

I wanted to talk to her all night. Hell, I would have settled for sitting and watching her read her book. I bet she makes all kinds of faces while reading.

It's giving stalker vibes

“Never,” I say quickly. “Long-term relationships are not for me and never will be.”

Noooo the noah walker curse strikes again… helppppp

It’s why I like staying busy with work and adventures. It keeps my head from wandering.

its giving ADHD