Man of Her Dreams by Patt Marr

Author:Patt Marr
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2005-09-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Whump…whump…whump.

Meg lay in her bed, her eyes on the ceiling, following the sound of the new guy upstairs bouncing a basketball from the bedroom, through the living room, to the tiny kitchen and back again. Since all of the apartments at Los Palmas had identical floor plans, she knew exactly where he was. And she knew exactly where she’d like him to be.

“Take it outside,” she yelled. There was a very nice hoop and a fenced-in court where New Guy could play. He’d have no trouble finding a pickup game.

Whump…whump.

She should call the bikini twins, and have them entertain him. Meg didn’t know what the twins did for a living but they had more bikinis than Meg had bridesmaid dresses, and nothing happened at Los Palmas that they didn’t know about. They would knock on a person’s door, offer freshly baked coffee cake and leave fully informed.

Just yesterday, the twins had showed up when she was packing her carry-on bag for her overnight trip to Honolulu. Before she knew it, she was telling them about Stan’s problem, and they were assuring her she wasn’t to blame.

The honchos at Dream Date apparently thought differently. Before Stan was released from the hospital, they’d offered him a second date with Tami and sweetened the deal by sending them to Hawaii in exchange for Stan signing a liability waver.

Her boss had ordered her to make sure all went well, and it had if she didn’t count having Brad by her side the whole time. Everyone seemed to be happy except her, and that was her own fault.

Whump…whump…whump.

If she hadn’t called Ry or left those two messages on his voice mail, she wouldn’t have been so disappointed when he didn’t call. Just because the butterfly troop thought that Ry was her guy, it didn’t mean that he saw her as more than a grown-up version of his Li’l Sis. He cared for her, she was sure of that, but she’d jumped the boundaries of their friendship, and she wouldn’t do it again.

Whump…whump.

“I can’t believe this guy,” she moaned, covering her head with her pillow. “Please, give it up.”

The twins said that New Guy had been so charming they’d learned nothing about him. All they could report was that he had great muscles, a great smile and a great big TV and an SUV. Meg wished he’d take that ball for a ride in his SUV.

Barb, the prior tenant, had been such a nice, quiet girl and just perfect for Tony, the good-hearted camera operator at work. Too bad she’d moved in with him when they got married.

Whump…whump…whump.

Her bridesmaid dress for Barb and Tony’s wedding had been yellow, her first yellow bridesmaid dress.

Whump…whump.

That was one of the problems, getting couples together. When they got married, they thought they had to express their gratitude by having her in their wedding party.

Whump…whump…whump.

She couldn’t seem to get it across that they didn’t need to honor her that way. It was expensive, being a bridesmaid, and demoralizing, never being the bride.

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