Six years ago at a random diner I met a stranger and he became the-one-who-got-away, or more correctly the-one-who-didnt-show-up.
A small advice from me to you: if you havent dated, touched *or* kissed a guy in years and *years* do not try to crawl away or hide from the-one-who-got-away. Its not a good look.
William Carter, the stranger Id met six years ago was the last person Id imagine ever seeing at my dads firm where I work. While I panic and fight off the butterflies in my stomach and in general struggle to act normal, I realize he doesnt even remember me. Im not sure if I should feel relieved or heartbroken. Things get worse when I learn well need to work in close quarters to each other, but at least I let him know that I dont have a crush on him anymore right away. Just in case he gets any ideas.
While Im in the process of writing lists and making serious changes in my life, because I decide Im ready to be the heroine in my own story; having William just a breath away is not helping things. Especially when things shift between us and we start to make eye contact in meetings. Then he shows up in places I least expect him to as in blind dates and sex clubs. He also gives me cheese because he knows how much I like it and there are secret notes he leaves in my office. If you were wondering, I still dont have a crush on him though. Nope.
Even though Id promised myself Id never wait around for another guy and postpone my own life, Im afraid William Carter who looks at me as if Im his and was always supposed to be his might ruin my hopeful plans. And quite possibly me for any other guy since Im craving his touch like Ive never craved anything in my life before. But we both know were a losing game so we keep admitting that neither one of us has a crush on the other.
Not anymore. Not at all. Not even a little bit.
Genre: Romance
A small advice from me to you: if you havent dated, touched *or* kissed a guy in years and *years* do not try to crawl away or hide from the-one-who-got-away. Its not a good look.
William Carter, the stranger Id met six years ago was the last person Id imagine ever seeing at my dads firm where I work. While I panic and fight off the butterflies in my stomach and in general struggle to act normal, I realize he doesnt even remember me. Im not sure if I should feel relieved or heartbroken. Things get worse when I learn well need to work in close quarters to each other, but at least I let him know that I dont have a crush on him anymore right away. Just in case he gets any ideas.
While Im in the process of writing lists and making serious changes in my life, because I decide Im ready to be the heroine in my own story; having William just a breath away is not helping things. Especially when things shift between us and we start to make eye contact in meetings. Then he shows up in places I least expect him to as in blind dates and sex clubs. He also gives me cheese because he knows how much I like it and there are secret notes he leaves in my office. If you were wondering, I still dont have a crush on him though. Nope.
Even though Id promised myself Id never wait around for another guy and postpone my own life, Im afraid William Carter who looks at me as if Im his and was always supposed to be his might ruin my hopeful plans. And quite possibly me for any other guy since Im craving his touch like Ive never craved anything in my life before. But we both know were a losing game so we keep admitting that neither one of us has a crush on the other.
Not anymore. Not at all. Not even a little bit.
Genre: Romance
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