Showing results for "Room for Two" in Romantic Comedy

When Asher Jackson, the playboy co-owner of the Oceanix Hotel Chain, meets Dana Anders, manager of the gourmet coffee shop within the Oceanix Resort, he longs to strike up a good rapport with her. But to his surprise, his typical charm immediately fails him and he can't help but provoke her with sarcastic remarks at every turn. Even though Dana can give as good as she gets, she's confused by Asher's hostility toward her - especially when she harbors a secret attraction toward him. When she finds herself with unexpected bills to pay, Dana strikes up a deal. For a reasonable fee, the financially strapped Dana will pose as Asher's girlfriend.

I've spent months dodging Leo Parker's attempts to score a second date. Yes, he's gorgeous. Yes, he plays for the Louisiana Voodoo. Yes, he kisses like it's an Olympic sport. But he's also six years younger than I am and—plot twist—I used to babysit him when he was twelve. But when a hurricane destroys my restaurant (and the storage closet I've been sleeping in), Parker swoops in with the perfect solution. Move in with him. Temporarily.

Grayson is a six-foot-two athlete with sun-kissed skin, slabs and slabs of muscle, and gorgeous dimples curving into his cheeks. My brother hates him, and the feeling is mutual. The moment I saw Grayson, I was smitten. Then he kissed me. Laid me on the kitchen table. Stroked my body with his tongue. Now we can't keep our hands off each other. It's a forbidden romance, a hot summer fling, but I'll trade everything to have endless balmy nights with him.

Cooper Bennett is my best friend. That's all he is and all he ever will be. Nothing will change that. Accidentally seeing him naked? Please. So not a big deal. Having less-than-tame thoughts? I mean, have you seen this guy? Who could blame me? Kissing him? It was a one-time mistake, and it will not be repeated. Falling into bed with him? Uh-oh.

Diese Wohngemeinschaft war die schlechteste Idee, die ich je hatte... Kendra ist unordentlich, ungeschminkt und trägt zuhause dauernd Pyjamahosen und hat zerzauste Haare. Und dann hat sie auch noch versucht sich mit meinem One-Night-Stand anzufreunden und sie überredet zum Frühstück zu bleiben. Aber so etwas gibt es bei mir nicht. Ich date nicht. Ich benutze keine Worte wie "Freundin" oder ich schreibe ihnen später schnulzige SMS. Beziehungen und Gefühle sind nichts für mich. Mich gibt es für eine Nacht und danach bin ich weg.

Brian Hawkins has had the worst year. He watched his girlfriend marry another man, lost his job and his apartment, and after a summer under his parents' roof, has taken refuge with his younger sister. A quiet few months in Philadelphia are just what he needs to clear his head. But he's barely unpacked before the bane of his existence, his sister's best friend, shows up. There's only one extra bed, and there's no way he's sharing it with her.

When the tiny red-headed maid of honor blushes every time we make eye contact, I have to wonder—after making sure she's not looking at the guy behind me—does the big guy, the funny friend, the guy with a great personality actually have a chance? Do I even have the courage to take that chance? When our hotel room keys get swapped and she lets herself into my room, fate might just make that decision for me.