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Lets Be Just Friends

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200 Seiten
Englisch
Pink Bloom Presserschienen am27.02.2024
What if the man you've always loved isn't the right one for you?



Rose Atwood has been in love with her best friend for years, and she's tired of keeping her feelings under wraps for fear of getting hurt. Being Tyler's best friend is becoming more difficult with every passing year and every new woman in his life-especially Georgiana Smithson, a snotty, beautiful girl who's in Law School with them.
When Rose, dumped by her long-term boyfriend, moves temporarily into Tyler's apartment, tension spikes. Georgiana wants Rose out of the house. Rose wants Georgiana out of Tyler's life. And Tyler... well, he doesn't really know what he wants.
As an unexpected argument brings Rose and Tyler closer than they've ever been, they must decide if there's more to their relationship than being just friends. And they must do it quickly, as Georgiana is determined to do everything in her power to keep Tyler and Rose apart. After all, all is fair in love and war.
Will Rose make a leap of faith and trust Tyler with her heart? Will Tyler make the right choice, or will he be too late?mehr
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KlappentextWhat if the man you've always loved isn't the right one for you?



Rose Atwood has been in love with her best friend for years, and she's tired of keeping her feelings under wraps for fear of getting hurt. Being Tyler's best friend is becoming more difficult with every passing year and every new woman in his life-especially Georgiana Smithson, a snotty, beautiful girl who's in Law School with them.
When Rose, dumped by her long-term boyfriend, moves temporarily into Tyler's apartment, tension spikes. Georgiana wants Rose out of the house. Rose wants Georgiana out of Tyler's life. And Tyler... well, he doesn't really know what he wants.
As an unexpected argument brings Rose and Tyler closer than they've ever been, they must decide if there's more to their relationship than being just friends. And they must do it quickly, as Georgiana is determined to do everything in her power to keep Tyler and Rose apart. After all, all is fair in love and war.
Will Rose make a leap of faith and trust Tyler with her heart? Will Tyler make the right choice, or will he be too late?
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Weitere ISBN/GTIN9780996556163
ProduktartE-Book
EinbandartE-Book
FormatEPUB
Format Hinweis0 - No protection
FormatFormat mit automatischem Seitenumbruch (reflowable)
Erscheinungsjahr2024
Erscheinungsdatum27.02.2024
ReiheJust Friends
Reihen-Nr.1
Seiten200 Seiten
SpracheEnglisch
Artikel-Nr.13994618
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Genre9201

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Leseprobe

One
Rose

Something woke Rose with a start. She tried to pinpoint the source of the noise, but it stopped before she could. A quick peek at the alarm clock sitting in silence on her bedside table told Rose it was only 9:00 a.m. Good. At least two more hours to sleep.

The noise started again just as Rose was beginning to drift off. Already half-awake, she managed to identify the sound clearly this time. It was Tyler s phone ringing in the distance. But, where? Not in the adjoining room where Rose assumed he was sleeping. No, the sound seemed to be coming from farther away, somewhere on the lower floor of Tyler s townhouse.

Curled under her soft covers, Rose waited for the sound of his quick footsteps down the stairs, but it never came. He must ve been fast asleep, in which case she doubted the faint noise of his ringtone would be enough to wake him. Tyler was a heavy sleeper ordinarily, and he d been out all night, or at least until three this morning when she d gotten in. She guessed he wouldn t wake up until at least noon.

Rose waited for the phone to stop ringing so she could go back to sleep. But Tyler s vintage MC Hammer ringtone started playing again almost immediately. Can t touch thisâ¦

Throwing the blankets away from her, Rose sat up and swung her legs off the side of the bed. What the hell! Who was so eager to talk to Tyler this early on a Saturday morning?

Georgiana! The name popped into Rose s mind. She was the only person who d obsessively binge-call him on a Saturday morning and not get the message people wanted to sleep. Even Tyler s mom would ve given up after two missed calls. Why was Georgiana so desperate to talk to him? Did they have a huge fight? Did he finally ditch her? No, that would be too good to be true; they probably just had some kind of argument.

Rose sat on the edge of her bed, tense, listening. The phone had gone quiet again. She waited to hear if it was going to ring again and began twisting her long brown hair into a side braid. Sure enough, after a few seconds, she heard the same familiar tune. Can t touch thisâ¦

Irritated, she hopped off her bed, threw open her door, and stepped out onto the landing.

Tyler s door was shut. Rose pressed her right ear to the wooden panels. She heard the faint, regular breathing of someone sleeping. Listening more closely, she tried to make out the sound of a second person breathing, but she could only hear Tyler. It seemed he was alone.

Rose stepped away from the door, disappointed. So the argument had not been about Tyler cheating on Georgiana with some other girl. Rose was surprised-and a little annoyed-that Tyler had been faithful to Georgiana for as long as he had. Not that she supported the cheating, but she was eager for Georgiana to be out of their lives, and Tyler had cheated on every girl he d ever been with. It was maddening that the one girl he d decided to be faithful to was an obnoxious Regina George type.

The house fell silent again. Standing there in the hall in nothing but a turquoise tank top with a frilly trim and matching shorts, Rose shivered. Boston always seemed too cold compared to Texas, no matter the season. She would ve preferred to wear an oversized sweater to bed, but last night she d had no other choices. Busy with her Summer Academic Fellowship for Harvard Law, she hadn t bothered to do laundry in weeks. Her Victoria s Secret PINK set was the only clean thing left at the bottom of the sleepwear drawer. It was either that or two drops of Chanel number five.

Rose massaged her arms with her hands to warm herself up as she turned around, away from Tyler s door and toward the bathroom. Might as well, since I m already up. She finished her business and was about to exit the bathroom when she caught herself in the mirror. Her mini-pajama fit her well. Yes, not bad at all. Pity she turned into a popsicle when she wore them.

Rose moved her gaze up to her face. Her eyes were such a dark brown as to be almost black, and her skin tone made her look constantly tanned. Not like Georgiana with her impossibly white skin, long licorice-black hair, and startling blue eyes. Did Tyler prefer blue eyes? Over the years, he hadn t shown any particular trend in his women. Tall, short, curvy, androgynous, brunette, blonde, redhead-it didn t matter to him. As long as they were attractive.

Tyler s phone began ringing again downstairs. Like an angry cat, Rose hissed at the mirror. How was she supposed to sleep if that damn thing was going to go off every five minutes? She exited the bathroom and ran down the stairs, the carpet muffling her steps.

After a quick scan of the living room-no phones in sight-she eventually located the phone in the kitchen: a shiny rectangle lying innocently on the table-lifeless. Rose looked at its black screen accusingly just as it started ringing again. Georgiana s smiling face greeted her. So it was her calling. Rose grabbed the phone, turned it to silent, and put it back down, relieved. Georgiana s face remained lit for a few more seconds and then disappeared.

With the phone neutralized, she could go back to her peaceful sleep-in day. But as she turned to leave, a speech bubble popped up on the screen. The temptation was too strong; Rose snatched up the phone and read it.

I m sorry, ok? Can you please pick up?

So they definitely had an argument. And it looked like it was Georgiana s fault. What could she have done? Nothing too bad, Rose was sure. Georgiana was all sweetness with Tyler. She acted nasty only when he wasn t around, during the rare times when Georgiana and Rose were alone together.

Georgiana was jealous of her. That was the only explanation. The sentiment was strong and reciprocated, too. Georgiana didn t like the idea of her boyfriend living with his attractive female best friend. As for Rose, she didn t appreciate Georgiana s intrusion into their friendship-or the intrusion of any of Tyler s girlfriends, for that matter.

And Georgiana was more annoying than most of the girls he dated. She went to Harvard Law with them, meaning she imposed not only on their free time, but on their school time as well. In class, she sat with them-Rose on one side, Georgiana on the other, and Tyler sandwiched in the middle. At lunch, she ate with them. When they were studying, she followed them to the library. And she was at the house so often that Rose wondered if she was trying to move in without Tyler noticing. Georgiana being beautiful and rich didn t help. Nor the fact that she was the daughter of one of the most powerful and recognized lawyers in Boston, Bradley Smithson.

This was the first time since high school that Tyler had dated someone who was in school with them. Rose had forgotten how hard it was to have a daily reminder of him being with someone else. Not to mention the unwelcome novelty of being in the next room when Georgiana spent the night. Contractors should make thicker walls. It was almost like Georgiana was being a loud lover on purpose, to make sure Rose knew just how well Tyler satisfied her in bed. Her. Not Rose. Never Rose.

When Tyler had first started going out with Georgiana, it hadn t been so hard. Not while Rose had been with her boyfriend Marcus, her longest relationship to date. She suspected the two years she d spent with Marcus had been Tyler s first experience with jealousy. She remembered being glad when he d started dating Georgiana so she could finally stop feeling guilty for spending all her time with her boyfriend. Rose also hadn t told Tyler she was moving in with Marcus and hadn t been sure how he would take the news. Then everything had collapsed. Marcus had been offered a huge promotion in LA. And in less than a month, he d left Rose heartbroken, with a canceled lease and nowhere to live. Of course, Tyler had stepped in immediately and invited Rose to stay in his spare bedroom. She d accepted, grateful to have her best friend near her 24/7. Georgiana hadn t been happy about it.

Rose sat in a chair at the kitchen table and rolled Tyler s phone in her hands, tempted to snoop. She didn t know why, but it seemed important she found out why Tyler and Georgiana had argued. But if Tyler discovered her at it, he d flay her. He d always been protective of his things, especially his phone, at least with his girls, and usually with a good reason. Although lately, he d been growing increasingly private with her, too. Rose felt left out, and she couldn t help but blame Georgiana.

Georgiana, who was sorry for something she d done. What was it? She contemplated the black screen, trying to make up her mind. To spy or not to spy?

What are you doing?

Tyler s voice put a sharp end to her dilemma. He was standing at the foot of the stairs, wearing only a pair of gray sweat pants.

Oh, you re awake, good! Rose said, faking anger to cover her embarrassment at nearly being caught in the act. Next time if you leave your phone lying around, do me a favor and put it on silent so it doesn t wake me up.

Rose. There was an edge to his voice. Why were you looking into my phone?

I wasn t looking into your phone. She dropped the phone on the table. This thing has been ringing nonstop for almost an hour. I couldn t sleep, and it didn t seem like you were getting up anytime soon, so I came downstairs to silence it.

If you were just putting the phone on silent, why were you sitting on a chair with it in your hands?

Always the lawyer.

I was...
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