Man of the Month Club by Jackie Clune

Author:Jackie Clune
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781101042960
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2007-08-07T04:00:00+00:00

. 9 .

It could be tonight, thought Amy as she sped along the Embankment. She made a conscious effort to take in the view she loved so much—it might be the last time she’d do this as an unpregnant woman. The London Eye, the South Bank, Waterloo Bridge—all her favorite bits of London crammed together along one stretch of stinky water. But she loved it. Her stomach lurched at the idea that tonight might be the last carefree night of her life. She remembered the good bottle of champagne she had kept for just such an occasion and worked out how long it would take to chill in the freezer. Stu looked as though he liked a drink. Better not get him too tiddly, though—intoxicated sperm were likely to miss their target and just hang around in her cervix, having a party. She didn’t want to waste her second month, not when this guy looked like such a fit specimen. She had hardly been able to believe her eyes when she’d caught sight of his perfect Lycra-clad bottom. It had been a complete waste of time going for the intellectual last month. She should have guessed that anyone at a MENSA evening would be screwy. Much better to go for someone fit and physical, someone who let his body do the talking. She put her foot down on the accelerator and pressed her back into the leather seat. With a bit of luck, and with the traffic lights on her side, she’d have the champagne on ice and the candles lit before he got there. She might even have time to nip into the shower and attend to any bikini-line stragglers. As if to thwart her, the next set of lights switched to red, forcing Amy to hit the brakes hard. All along the Embankment for about a mile ahead Amy could see brake lights slamming on. Great. Now she was caught in a red-light chain. No chance of getting to Docklands before him. She’d seen the way those couriers slipped through traffic like freshwater salmon. Oh, well—at least he would be waiting eagerly on her doorstep. Amy swore she felt her womb lurch at the prospect.

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