Here's the blurb: After too many failed relationships, too many shots of tequila, and too many not-so-gentle nudges from her best friend, Sydney Montrose joins an online dating site in hopes of finding THE ONE. During her adventures, she crosses paths with a professional gamer who lives with his parents, a sweet and sarcastic parking enforcement officer, a flirty barista, a mystery man, a touchy-feely former felon, and a clown. Which one will she choose? Well, that's all entirely up to you!
And here's an excerpt, continuing from where we left off:
“C’mon,” he said, his hand still on
her arm. “We’ll grab a seat at the corner table. It’s more private.”
She
obediently did as he said, wondering just how bold and blunt the man would be
in a more secluded setting. Sydney
took a seat, expecting him to sit across from her like most guys would do on a
first date. But not this guy. Instead, he dragged his chair to within inches of
hers, crowding her in a way that strangely felt more inviting than invasive.
“Hey,
you know what?” he asked as he tucked a tendril of hair behind her ear. “You are the sexiest woman
I’ve seen in thirteen years.”
How...specific.
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I don't like this guy. No way! Run for the hills, girl.
ReplyDeleteOvary overload? Hysterical Tick tock tick tock, my friend. BTW, your mom will never leave you. Mine has been gone many many years and she's still with me.
*hugs* Thank you, Charmaine. You're such a wonderful friend and your support means the world to me.
DeleteNice tease of interesting to come . . . Great voice!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Nancy! So glad you enjoyed it. :)
DeleteOf course now I'm dying to know who he met thirteen years ago. Hope you feel better soon!
ReplyDeleteHee! You'll find out the significance of the '13' next week. ;) Thanks, Christina!
DeleteHe's too touchy and personal-space-invasive for me! Will be interesting to see what happens next...great snippet.
ReplyDeleteI think you'll soon see that Syd agrees! :) Thanks, Veronica!
DeleteMuch love Evelyn. Keep up the excellent writing
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Kim! :)
DeleteOh wow...I'm uncomfortable just reading it. lol. I want to push away his chair. And there's that creepy 13 year thing???
ReplyDeleteI can't believe your nephew is a year old. I think I remember you gushing about him when he was born. Hugs, Evelyn. One day at a time. :-)
LOL, I totally get you. :D
DeleteI know! The time has flown by like crazy. Thanks for the hugs, my friend. *hugs back*
Hmm, wonder if this level of forwardness comes with a matching sense of expectation and entitlement? Creep alert!
ReplyDeleteHee! Creep alert, indeed! Thanks for stopping by! :)
DeleteHow specific, indeed. I'm guessing he's the touchy-feely ex-con?
ReplyDeleteThat's a very astute guess, Ed. I think you may be on to something. ;)
DeleteThat is very weirdly specific. And there are very few good reasons for him to have, I'm guessing, not seen any (or many) woman for so long...
ReplyDeleteThat is a very specific time-frame, which just ups the creepiness to eleven, thought Sydney seems into it. So, good for her, I guess :-) Happy late birthday to your nephew.
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