Gerri grinned. “I’m glad. You’ll have an open mind though, right?”
She had the biggest open mind. Shit. She was letting an elderly friend find her a man for a wedding. If that wasn’t crazy she didn’t know what was.
“Yes, I’ll have an open mind.” She stopped at the door. “Make sure he has hair, nice teeth and clean clothes. Other than that, I can probably let everything else slide.”
“Can do,” Gerri promised. “Don’t worry. Your dream date will come true.”
She laughed. “I’ll settle for a nice guy. One who won’t expect me to put up with body odor.”
“Trust me, nothing like that here.”
She nodded and waved as she headed for her side of the floor. “Good night, Gerri.”
“Good night, Tally. Have faith. It will all work out.”
Easier said than done.
THREE
Tally growled and honked. Again. She was so late. Her date had probably left already. Not that there was any way she could have known her asshole boss would hand her a stack of calls to make right when she headed for the door.
“Bastard.” Lawyers sucked hairy balls.
Rush hour traffic only added to her frustration, but she pushed it away. Gerri had called her and said that she would be pleasantly surprised by her date. Tally’s excitement grew once again. Though a bridal shower was far from her idea of a perfect date, she wanted to make a certain ‘I could give two fucks what you think’ impression with her family. Hopefully whatever hot man Gerri had chosen would help her do the job.
She swiped clammy hands over the skirt of her strapless blue maxi dress. She wasn’t usually into strapless, but it was pretty and she really liked how the dress fit.
Nita had instigated her into buying it. Telling her that it made her look sensual and sexy. She’d spent years ignoring her own sex appeal and hiding her curves because she was, according to her family, fat. She wouldn’t do that anymore. Her body was hers and if she wanted to strip to nothing and wiggle her ass for her new date, then she’d do exactly that. Right after she had a few drinks. Liquid courage was her best friend.
The restaurant the family had chosen for the bridal shower was an expensive one. That meant that everyone had to look the part. Air tripped in her chest. She’d forgotten to tell Gerri to make sure the man was dressed appropriately. She would not freak. Would not freak.
Dammit, she was freaking. What if the guy showed up in shorts and a tank top?
“Oh, lord.” She slammed her hand on the steering wheel as she turned the corner to enter the parking lot of the restaurant.
Her brain had decided that was what would happen. Her date would be inappropriately dressed and she’d still end up looking like a fool. Not what she needed.
She hopped out of the car. Forget demure and composed, she rushed into the entrance of the hotel and ran down to the private party room. She stepped on a wet spot on the floor and skidded down the hall.
Bam!
She slammed into a huge body that appeared out of nowhere. Massive hands curled around her arms to hold her steady. She glanced up and lost her breath.
“Hello, beautiful Tally,” said the blond guy she’d met at the elevator in her building.
Before she got a chance to find her voice, hot guy number two from the elevator made an appearance. She’d walked into the Twilight Zone.
“Oh, god,” she mumbled.
“She’s got a great voice,” biker guy said. Wait. She remembered his name. Theron. And blondie was Connor.
“What are...what are you two doing here?” she asked. There was no stopping the awe in her voice over how amazing the two men looked in a suit. Her mouth watered. In regular clothes the men were scorching enough to melt panties, but in suits, they gave new meaning to panty-dropping sexy.
“We,” said Theron as he moved around to her side. “Are your dates for the next few days.”
She gasped. No way. Gerri couldn’t be that evil. “I think you must be mistaken.”
Connor smiled, the grin turned his movie star good looks to orgasm-inducing sinful. “We are your dates, Tally. Would you reject us?”
“I don’t need two dates,” she stated more to herself than them. She really didn’t need two sexy men eyeing her like she was the hottest woman in the world. Did she?
Theron lowered his head. “We’re a pair,” he whispered by her ear, his breath tickling the side of her face.
She bit back a moan and squeezed the clutch in her left hand in a death grip.
Someone turned the corner at that moment. It was Paul with his new girlfriend. She really did have the worst luck.
“Talia?” Paul said, glancing back and forth between Tally and her escorts. “I’m surprised to see you here.”