Blog Tour, Review & Excerpt: Roommates with Benefits by Nicole Williams

Posted June 9, 2017 by Kim in 5 Stars, Blog Tour, In Review / 0 Comments

Welcome to my stop on the tour for Nicole Williams’s latest, Roommates with Benefits! Enjoy my review and the excerpt. I loved this one.

Blog Tour, Review & Excerpt: Roommates with Benefits by Nicole WilliamsRoommates with Benefits by Nicole Williams
Genres: New Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Publication date: June 2, 2017
Publisher: Self-Published
Format: eARC, 388 pages
How I got it: From the author
Add it: Goodreads
Buy it: Amazon | Barnes & Noble
My rating:

Soren Decker. He’s the epitome of the “bad boy, good man” persona. The best of both worlds. The worst of them too. He’s the type of guy most girls wouldn’t mind sharing a confined space with, except my new roommate isn’t all swagger and chiseled abs.

He’s bossy. Messy. Cocky. Infuriating. Doesn’t believe in personal space. Has no qualms about roaming the apartment with a loincloth-sized towel cinched around his waist. Seems under the delusion he’s my personal protector (refer back to infuriating). He plays college baseball and holds down a part-time job—I don’t know where he finds the time to get on my nerves.

We have nothing in common . . . except our attraction to one another. And in six hundred square feet of shared space, the tension only has so much room to grow before one of us gives in to temptation. But really, what chance do a couple of young kids chasing their dreams in the big city have of making it?

Since Soren claims I know squat about sports (he might have a semi-point), here’s a stat for him—one in a million. That’s our odds.

I received a complimentary copy of this book for review consideration.
This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.

There’s just something about a Nicole Williams book that makes me want to read it from cover to cover in one sitting. That’s exactly what I did with Roommates with Benefits. It was so charming, so sexy and so damn swoony that I barely knew what to do with myself.

Y’all know I’m a total sucker for friends first romances — add to that the roommate trope, which is easily one of my new favorites — and this is a total Kim book. Nicole has written some seriously swoony guys in her time, but Soren just might be my new favorite. He wasn’t really the “bad boy” I expected from the blurb and I was TOTALLY ok with that. The bad boy is overrated, IMHO. But even if he had been a little more “bad,” he was so good underneath it all that I couldn’t help but love him. He charmed me from the start and kept doing so for the rest of the book. I might not consider him “bad,” but I definitely found him to be an unapologetic flirt with quick wit and, later on, a dirty mouth. (Rawr.) Bonus, he was also SUPER sweet. Total package, anyone?

Soren and Hayden had some crazy chemistry and I was shipping them from the very start, even when Hayden wasn’t really sure what to make of Soren. (Or, more accurately, wasn’t a fan because she thought he was a real douche.) I also really liked Hayden! I admired her for chasing after her dream the way she did and not losing her head when she got through the bumps at the beginning and started to find success. I appreciated that she wasn’t the stereotypical naive small town girl in the big city, even though she did have a couple moments where I was like “Girl, what are you thinking?!”

I loved how things built between Soren and Hayden. It was real and natural. Despite their many differences, they were more alike than they thought. Their romance was so sweet and swoony — with a good bit of sexy mixed in — and not overly angsty. Of course, there were feels and a couple of tears for yours truly, but it wasn’t TOO much.

I absolutely adored this book. Nicole has another hit on her hands!


“You really used to sneak into bars?”
“It was either that or go cow-tipping. Both involved figuring out how to handle large masses of meat, but usually the guys in the bars smelled better than the cows in the pastures.”

My name on a woman’s back isn’t just about her belonging to me.”
“It’s about me belonging to her too.”

“I’d wait tens of thousands of lifetimes for you. That’s the difference right there.”

About Nicole Williams

I'm the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of close to three dozen books, ranging from Young Adult to Contemporary Romance.

Biographies are impossible for me to write without landing somewhere in the realm of lame. Which is ironic since I'm a writer attempting to, you know, do what I do and write. For whatever reason though, trying to sum up who I am is enough to make me rock myself into a psychiatric-something in a dark corner.

I could try explaining what I love: books, writing, adventures, the outdoors, animals, my family, my friends. I could list what I don't love: hate, needles, narrow-mindedness, pantyhose, celery. I could go into my background and my sources of inspiration, sprinkling throughout witty bits of commentary and the expected author-fare of a few words that make a person scratch their head and reach for a dictionary. But the true biography of who I am is penned on the pages of my books, hidden between the words. Where I've been, who I am, where I'm going--it's all there.

At the end of the day, I'm an open book.

“Coming in,” I announced, opening the door and stepping inside. A plume of steam rolled over me, instantly coating my skin in a hot, dewy shield. “Hot shower?”
​“Hell of a lot better than the cold one I took a couple of nights ago.”
His voice echoed off the walls as I focused on squeezing a glob of toothpaste onto my brush. It was difficult. I found myself quite distracted by the knowledge he was naked behind that thin shower curtain, a whole three feet away.
​Just as I was about to stick my toothbrush into my mouth, the shower cranked off, the curtain whipping open right after.
​Soren. Wet. Exposed.
​My eyes clamped shut, but it wasn’t fast enough. From the low chuckle he gave, he hadn’t missed my two-second gape.
​“Sorry. Water got cold.”
​I gave him a few seconds to cover up before I opened my eyes and got back to brushing my teeth. He hadn’t covered up though.
​“What are you doing? Grab a towel.” My arm flailed in the direction of where we kept our fresh towels hanging from the rack. My eyes felt like they were about to go crossed from staying focused on my reflection instead of his naked one in the same mirror.
“Out of fresh towels. Haven’t gotten around to the laundry.” He moved up beside me at the sink, reaching for his own toothbrush. He was standing so close, his wet arm was brushing against mine.
Don’t look down. Don’t look down. Don’t look at the giant—
Crap. I looked.
He was grinning at me as he brushed his teeth, my face crimson thanks to what I’d glanced at.
“See anything you like?”
My body was still buzzing from what I’d seen that I liked. I kind of hated him for calling me out on it though. I kind of even hated him for having so much to like.
“I know what you’re doing.” My eyebrow rounded as I got to work brushing my teeth too.
He spit in the sink, somehow winding up closer to me when he leaned back up. “Air drying?”
My eyes narrowed in the mirror at him. “Trying to change my mind.”
He stared back, brushing his teeth in all of his naked glory, a cocky tenor to his expression. Once he finished brushing, he rinsed his toothbrush and turned toward the door.
“I don’t need to change your mind,” he said, pausing when he was directly behind me.
When he turned, I swore I could feel his arms coming around me, pulling me into the shelter of his strong body. An involuntary shudder spilled down my back. He didn’t miss that either.
“I just need you to speak it instead of lying about it.” His eyes dropped to the back of my neck, where I knew he could see the raised flesh. I knew, because one side of his mouth lifted.
Bracing my hands on the sink, I didn’t blink as I locked eyes with him in the mirror. “It takes a lot more than washboard abs and a giant . . .” Crap. Something else. “Ego to get my attention.”
Soren leaned forward, his hands framing around the outsides of mine, his arms running the length of mine. His chest didn’t touch my back, but I could feel its expanse hovering above it. “I’ve already gotten your attention.” His eyes dropped from mine to my chest. Where it was rising and falling noticeably hard, my nipples pushing through my camisole. “I’m looking for something else.”
Another shudder, this one spilling down my legs. “What?”
His crooked smile changed into a cryptic one before he leaned back and opened the door. “You’ll see.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll tell you when you give it to me.”
My fist curled around my toothbrush as I turned toward him. “I’m not giving you anything.”
“You’re giving me something right now.” He didn’t glance back before leaving the bathroom. Did he really need to have that nice of an ass when he already had a glorious package? I was screwed. “This point goes to Decker.”

Do you enjoy Nicole’s books as much as I do?
Will you be reading Roommates with Benefits?

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