First Last Kiss: A Shots on Goal Spinoff Standalone Romantic Comedy (Shots On Goal Standalone Book 8) by Kristen Hope Mazzola

Author:Kristen Hope Mazzola [Mazzola, Kristen Hope]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-02T16:00:00+00:00

Etta

I didn’t know what I was expecting when I got off the elevator and walked into Gret’s parents’ penthouse but I was floored. Gorgeous couldn’t do the place justice in any way. It was so cozy but elegant at the same time. The place was packed with everyone dressed to the nines. I was so thankful that Gret had gotten my dress dry cleaned and pressed because I felt like a pauper in my sale-rack evening gown that I had since high school.

“Did I tell you how fantastic you look?” Gret asked as he led me into the apartment.

“At least five times already, but the compliment is always welcomed,” I responded as a little spitfire of a woman decked out in pearls and a jaw dropping gown that would have make Princess Diana jealous rushed for us.

“Gret! Honey! You made it!” she exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around Gret.

“Hey, ma. How could I miss your illustrious Christmas party?” The smile on Gret’s face was infectious as he hugged his mother back.

“You’re right. You can’t. And who is this?” Mrs. Hayes turned to me as her eyes got as wide as the grin taking over her entire face.

“Mom, this is Etta.”

Without warning, she was hugging me while bouncing a bit.

“Etta, it is so nice to meet you!”

“I have heard some many wonderful things about you, Mrs. Hayes. Thank you for having me.”

“Call me Myla, sweetie. Mrs. Hayes is my mother-in-law and she can keep that title. Make yourself at home and have a wonderful time. I have to make the rounds.”

Myla scurried off after a few other guests that had arrived right after we did.

“Your mom is great,” I remarked as I took Gret’s hand.

“That’s definitely a word for her. Want a drink?”

I nodded.

“Mom always has really great champagne. Is that good?”

“Perfect and festive.”

I followed Gret up to the bar where a graying woman with a pixie haircut was pouring drinks. Right when she saw Gret, she stopped dead and sprinted up to him.

“Well, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes,” she breathed as she hugged him tightly.

“Hey, Aunt Jordan. They have you slaving away like usual I see.”

She pushed him away before getting back behind the bar. “I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else at one of these shindigs. It’s tradition.”

“That it is. Jordan, this is Etta. My ga-gi-girlfriend,” Gret spit out the words and turned as red as a beefsteak tomato.

“She’s your what?” Jordan’s hand flew straight over her mouth and I could have sworn that she was tearing up a bit.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” I reached out my hand as she glanced back from me to Gret over and over.

Gripping it tightly, Jordan cleared her throat. “It’s about time that Gret found someone so beautiful.”

“Awe, come on. You’re making it sound like I have only dated pigs in the past.”

“I mean, you just have never brought someone home before. I’mso happy right now.”

Right as Gret was about to say something else, we were saved by a couple asking Jordan to make a couple of complicated-sounding cocktails.

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