Snow Balled – Roommates Read Online Stephanie Brother

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Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 76647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
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Evidently, I wasn’t the her he was referring to—thank God.

Still shaky from the scare, I heated up a bowl of chili in the microwave and tore a chunk of bread off of the loaf on the counter. It looked delicious, and since Winston couldn’t get up here for a while, it might be the last time to eat something like this. Not that I usually ate this many carbs, but it had been a rough two days.

I carried my food out to the worktable and took a seat, facing the sofa. Over the guy’s heads, I could see the TV. The pretty young woman was talking directly to the camera. Comments appeared at the bottom of the screen, evidently from her followers. I couldn’t tell if the video was live or recorded.

The video ended, and a new one with the same woman popped up. My curiosity was piqued. “Who’s she?”

Drew twisted his head around to answer. “Tristan’s girlfriend.”

My jaw dropped. “Really?” I tried to picture her with him. They’d make a good-looking couple, but for some reason, I’d assumed he was single—that all of them were, in fact. But I realized now that there was no basis for my assumption.

“No, she’s not.” Tristan sounded slightly exasperated. “I just like her channel. She’s got an interesting viewpoint.”

“That means he thinks she’s hot,” Drew informed me.

On the screen, the young woman walked around an immaculate apartment that made mine look like something out of Little House in the Prairie. Everything around the woman was made of gleaming stainless steel and sleek modern designs.

“That’s Lila James,” Drew said. “She’s an influencer. She’s always unboxing some new smart gadget or tech toy that various companies send her.”

Carter smirked. “With emphasis on the word toy.”

“Toy?” I frowned.

Tristan paused the video. “Sometimes she reviews sex toys.”

“On camera?” I practically yelped. My cheeks flushed at the thought.

“Unfortunately, not,” Carter said. “But she unboxes them on screen and later reports back on how much she enjoyed it.”

“Which is his favorite part of her videos,” Tristan said.

“Mine too,” Drew said. “She rates them from one to five eggplants. One means it’s nothing special, and five means the toy hits the spot better than a man ever could.”

“Bet I could prove her wrong.” Carter smirked. The intent expression on his face made me squeeze my thighs together. Then I remembered Ronnie’s name for him. He didn’t seem as intimidating when I thought of him as Otto.

Ignoring my food, I tried to wrap my head around this woman’s online presence. “So, she makes videos about sex toys?”

“And other things,” Drew said. “She’s got all the best tech. I’d kill for some of the equipment in her apartment.” He frowned at me. “Bring your food over here to watch. I’m tired of twisting my head around to talk to you.”

“I’m fine,” I said automatically.

“We don’t bite,” Carter said, but I wasn’t sure I believed him.

“And we’ll let you pick the movie after this is over,” Tristan said.

Drew grinned as I stood up and picked up my bowl. “You can choose anything you like—Carter loves rom-coms.”

The pained look on Carter’s face made me laugh as I slid past Drew and took a place on the couch between him and Tristan. With my knowledge of movies, I’d find something that Otto would hate.

It would serve him right for hunting Bambi—and it would amuse the hell out of me.

12

SIERRA

At two a.m., I pushed back the covers. Experience had taught me it was best to get up for a few minutes before trying to go back to sleep. Why I woke up at this time every night was still a mystery, but I’d learned not to fight it.

Soft light filled the living room because the window in the kitchen didn’t have a blind over it. It didn’t seem to bother Drew, who was sprawled out on the sofa. He had a pillow doubled up under his face, and his lips were parted. His chest was bare, as were his legs, one of which was hanging off the side of the couch.

He looked innocent in his sleep, and young—perhaps as young as me. But there was one part of him that didn’t look boyish. His boxer briefs were on the tight side, and I saw the rather substantial outline of what was underneath. His dick rested against his thigh, and it looked big to my eyes. Not that I had very much experience with that particular male body part. But I found myself staring longer than I meant to.

Then I shook my head. I’d hate to have one of the men watch me while I was asleep. I should extend the same courtesy to Drew, especially since he’d given up his bedroom for me. I thought about covering him up with the blanket bunched up at the end of the sofa, but I didn’t want to risk waking him.



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