A Good Name: A Modern Pride and Prejudice Variation by Sarah Courtney

A Good Name: A Modern Pride and Prejudice Variation by Sarah Courtney

Author:Sarah Courtney [Courtney, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-22T05:00:00+00:00


July 2016

“Turns out I don’t have to ask you what you think of Elizabeth for me,” Richard said without preamble once he’d walked into Will’s office, waving Susan off and closing the door behind him.

“Why’s that?” Will closed his laptop so he wouldn’t be tempted to multitask.

“Because she just wants to be friends,” Richard said. He sat on the chair across from Will’s desk.

Will stifled a pleased smile. Richard wouldn’t be competition after all.

Wait, competition?

“The worst part?” Richard said. “I don’t even mind. Don’t get me wrong, I like her. A lot. And she’s pretty. But I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that When Harry Met Sally may be wrong about men and women just being friends, because she feels more like . . . my little sister.”

“Or you,” Will said dryly.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean the two of you are an awful lot alike, Richard. Maybe too much alike, and that’s why you see her as a sister more than a girlfriend.”

“That, or the fact that she keeps Gibbs-slapping me every time I tease her.”

This time Will did grin. “You probably deserve it.”

“Sooo . . .” Richard leaned back in his chair and put his feet on Will’s desk. Will swatted at them, but Richard just smiled.

“So . . . what?”

“Are you interested in Elizabeth yourself?”

Will sputtered. “Of course not!”

Richard laughed and stood up. “Might not want to make your relief about Elizabeth not being interested in me quite so obvious, then, cuz.”

Will leaned back in his chair and groaned.

He’d wanted to ask Elizabeth if she had any plans for the Fourth of July. He had a feeling she’d come up with something fun and patriotic for them to do. She always seemed to have a good idea.

But now? Now he’d be second-guessing it the whole time. Was he leading her on? He wasn’t, of course. She was not at all the type of girl he’d pictured on his arm. She was just a friend.

He closed his eye and pinched the bridge of his nose, then massaged his forehead. Then why was a part of him wishing she were more?



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