The Best Bad Date
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By: Addison James | Other books by Addison James Categories: Mainstream Romance, Contemporary, Romantic Comedy, Short Stories Word Count: 7,439 Heat Level: SWEET Published By: MuseitUp Publishing
Susan Wells finds out when a bachelor auction leads to a date with handsome Doctor Roger Lane, and a night to remember. What could go wrong? Everything. Will love find a way through this comedy of errors? Absolutely. 0 Ratings
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 The Best Bad Date
Available in: Adobe Acrobat, HTML, Mobipocket, EPUB Price: $2.50Cover Art by Suzannah Safi |
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ExcerptAfter exchanging stories, they both just sat in his car, fatigued. “Well,” said Roger. “Well,” Susan responded. “I hope you don’t mind, but I’m absolutely exhausted.” Roger nodded. “Me, too. I had no idea tonight would be so… eventful.” Susan laughed. “So you don’t mind if we call it a night?” Roger smiled. “No, but can I take a rain check? Maybe we could do this again when the gods are less angry with us?” “Or maybe when Bad Luck Schleprock goes away?” Roger reached over and squeezed her hand before shifting the gears and driving toward Saint Albans. After about fifteen minutes of driving outside the city onto the quiet country roads, the car suddenly started shaking. Roger turned on his emergency lights and drove to the side of the road. “What’s wrong?” Susan asked. Roger looked at the dashboard and then slammed his open palm onto the steering wheel. “Damn!” Doctor Roger Lane had a sterling reputation of being cool-headed in a crisis. All of his coworkers had mentioned that even in the darkest situations at the hospital, he always maintained his composure. This must be really bad. “I’m out of gas.” Susan stifled a laugh. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” Roger ran his fingers through his blond hair. “I wish I were. I can’t believe this. I’ve never done this before!” Susan smiled. “Not even in high school for a bit of ‘humina humina’?” Roger laughed. “Is that what you call it in Kansas? Humina humina?” “What do they call it in where you’re from? Shagging? To me, that sounds like a carpet.” Roger pulled out his cellphone. “Let me call the auto club and they can send a truck with gas or a tow.” “Have you ever called the auto club out here? It takes them an hour just to find where we are.” “Speaking from personal experience?” “Friend of a friend.” Roger cocked an eyebrow at Susan. “Oh, really?” Susan smirked. “Really. And no ‘humina humina’ involved.” She pulled out her cellphone. “Let me text Terri so she knows what’s up. Good heavens! It’s nearly midnight already!” “Really! I can’t believe it’s the time. I’m sorry I’ve kept you out so late.” “No apologies please, Roger. Wait, here’s a response from Terri: ‘Out of gas? Ha Ha. Go get him, Tiger.’ ” Susan flushed. “Oh dear. I don’t think I was supposed to read that out loud.” |
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