Love, Hate, and Terrible Dates: A Romantic Comedy (The Manhattan Svenssons Book 4) by Alina Jacobs

Author:Alina Jacobs [Jacobs, Alina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-03-28T16:00:00+00:00

My sisters trooped behind me as we walked through the park.

Two of the girls were singing a song from one of the multitude of Disney princess movies but only the first few lines, then the older one would get mad at her sister, tell her she was off-key; there would be squabbling, and then they would start the whole song over from the top.

By the time we stumbled across the dead body, I was perfectly willing to confess to murder because sitting in a prison cell would be preferable to listening to that song one more time.

“She’s alive!” my sisters cried when Libby rolled over.

“I think she’s going to puke,” Enola whispered.

“Don’t crowd her,” I said.

“Call a doctor,” Ophelia exclaimed dramatically.

“She doesn’t need a doctor,” I said as Doug jumped around, wagging his tail and giving doggy kisses to my sisters.

“No,” Ophelia said, pressing a hand to her forehead, “but I feel faint with all this excitement. Where are my smelling salts?”

I picked Libby up and carried her to a nearby park bench.

“You’re touching her.” Enola was horrified. “She could be diseased.”

“I know her,” I explained, “and she’s not diseased.”

“She’s his girlfriend.” Cora said, and all my sisters drew out Oohs.

“Just, everyone, calm down. Here,” I said to Libby, tipping my water bottle to her mouth.

“Does this have wine in it?” she croaked. She didn’t sound like she was on death’s door.

“It has electrolyte powder,” I replied.

She took a sip. “It’s gross. I want a martini.” She sat up.

The excitement over, my sisters turned to the corgi and started racing around with him in the soft grass.

“Have you been there all night?” I asked Libby after a moment.

“No, I wasn’t there all night,” she snapped. “Do I look like the type of person that passes out in the park?”

I took the water bottle back from her. “Maybe.”

She stuck her tongue out at me. “If you must know,” she said, “I was exercising.”

“Like, running?”

“Yeah, like, running,” she said, crossing her arms.

I was smug. “Guess I am a good influence on you after all.”

“No,” she said, “you are a bad influence.” She shoved me.

I barely moved.

“Ugh!” She let out a disgusted noise. “You’re so infuriating. I wish you’d never kissed me.”

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