The Shopping Swap by Erin Brady

Author:Erin Brady [Brady, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: cookie429, Extratorrents, Kat
ISBN: 9781480125384
Amazon: 1480125385
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2012-11-14T22:00:00+00:00

I walk through the door of my apartment, kicking off my pumps and dropping the house keys on the kitchen counter. I know I said no wine, but I’m not at Richard’s work, am I? There is no one here to judge me but me and I am not the judgmental type. So I head over to the refrigerator and pour myself a glass.

I go over to the answering machine and see the red light flashing. I press play and wait for the sound of my sister’s voice, asking me how this afternoon went with Richard. Instead, I hear a familiar voice that sounds an awful lot like British royalty.

“Hi there, Ms. Andrews. Is that what your students call you?” he asks in a low seductive voice.

It’s Ben and despite myself, I break out into a huge smile.

“I imagine they do. Good God, I have to stop this school teacher fantasy that’s going on in my head.”

I laugh out loud and take another sip of my wine as I lean forward to make sure I catch every word of his message.

“Anyway, that is not why I’m calling my dear friend who I’ve only just met.”

I lean back in my chair again with my face scrunched up in a frown. Friend? Of course, that’s exactly what we are. Even as I say this, I should be relieved but why am I stifling a feeling of disappointment?

“I have a favor to ask you. You see, I am holding in my hand right now an invitation to a charity ball for this Saturday evening. It’s at the Waters International Hotel and Sanders Communications is a major benefactor. Apparently, my secretary reminded me of this months ago but I completely forgot about it.”

Oh, a ball! That sounds so nice. I can just picture the gowns and tuxedos, the glamour and the slow dancing. The closest thing that I’ve ever come to a ball was my senior prom and that was held at the school gymnasium and the theme was Hawaiian dreams. Unlike a real ball though, that one included tons of overactive hormone-charged teenagers trying to spike the fruit punch.

“And you see, it says on the invitation I can bring a guest.”

A guest?

“Since I’m not really interested in bringing anyone as a ‘romantic date’ and it’s too late to call an escort service. They’ll just charge me a small fortune,” he teases. I almost spit out my wine in laughter.

The message continues, “I thought I could ask a friend to come along and keep me company.”

I stop mid spit. Is he saying what I think he’s saying?

“So what do you say, Ms. Andrews? Will you come with me?”

He’s asking me to a ball? Wow, I feel just like Cinderella but instead of a handsome prince, I’m the Cinderella that’s going to the ball with her platonic hot English accent James Bond look-alike friend.

“Call me when you get this message.”

He hangs up and all that is left is the dial tone.

What do I do now?

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