Big Roomie

I did something super embarrassing with the hottest guy I've ever seen.

It was a total accident. The only upside is he was a stranger.

We'll never cross paths again, what a relief… is what I WOULD say if Mr. Mystery Tight Pants weren't staying in the same AirBnB as me.

Crap.

This was supposed to be a trip of a lifetime in London with my closest friends. Instead it's turning into a bad romantic comedy where I can't stop blushing around my unwanted roomie.

And worse? I'm crazy attracted to him.

But I've never been with anyone. Like, ever ever.

Can sparks fly with a stranger?

Or am I about to embarrass myself all over again?