She sailed into the room like an angel from heaven and sat beside me.
I just wish I could remember what happened next.
I've never been the sort of man to meet a woman in a bar and take her home for the night. But this time I'll make an exception.
I'd really like to see her again. The problem is I just can't remember more than a first name and the city she lives in.
But I'm not worried, I've taken on bigger problems than this.
Never, not even once, have I had a one-night stand. But, something about the sweet, sexy stranger had me following him up to his room. I also never drink so much that I can't remember the night. Until now. Well, live and learn I guess.
Except it was a huge lesson.
One I'll have for the rest of my life.
One that made that little stick turn blue.
What do you do when the dad is no more than a blurry image? You move back to your hometown.
Don't worry about me. I'm fine living with my parents, working in a small shop, and waiting for the next months to pass quietly. I can do this on my own.
Except, he just walked into my small store, in my small town, in the middle of nowhere.
If it's a surprise he wants, then it's a surprise he's going to get.
The surprise of a lifetime.
