Writing Mr. Right by T.K. Leigh

Author:T.K. Leigh [Leigh, T.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carpe Per Diem, Inc. / Tracy Kellam
Published: 2017-06-21T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

“WHERE ARE YOU GOING all dressed up?” Drew asked as I let myself into his apartment a week later. It had been a surprisingly productive week, at least in terms of my writing. While the words that ended up in my manuscript were, in my opinion, complete crap, my editor would love it. It was exactly what they wanted…a weak, inexperienced heroine who had a connection to her boss the second they met each other, but a coworker with a grudge threatened to destroy both of them if they ever acted on their attraction. It wasn’t what I wanted to write, but I had a contract to think about.

“On a date,” I replied in a very matter-of-fact voice, as if it were an everyday occurrence. In truth, I didn’t know what had possessed me to agree, especially after having turned away dozens of other potential suitors over the past few weeks.

I have a work thing. I’m going out of town. I’ve taken a vow of celibacy.

“With whom?” Drew lowered his voice as he searched his refrigerator, taking out some sliced cheese.

“A guy.” I headed toward his wet bar and poured myself a glass of cabernet, the full-bodied red exactly what I needed tonight.

“No shit. Who?”

“Someone I met online.”

“So you’re still blocked?” He grabbed some bread, put a cheese slice between two pieces, then turned to the stove, igniting one of the burners and placing a fry pan on top.

“Actually, no. I mean, this book isn’t going to win me a Pulitzer, but at least I’m writing.” I sat down on one of the barstools at the peninsula and took a long sip of my wine, the smell of grilled cheese making its way to my senses. Part of me considered canceling and spending the evening with the girls and Drew.

“Then why the date?”

I avoided his eyes, toying with my wine glass. “I’d been talking to this guy for a while.” I shrugged. “I figured it was finally time to meet up.”

He narrowed his gaze. “And it has nothing to do with the falling out with your coworker?”

“Of course not. He hasn’t crossed my mind all week.” I straightened my spine. I refused to acknowledge the likelihood I’d agreed to this date because I still found myself thinking about Noah.

“Molly,” Drew said, his voice soft. “It’s okay to admit you were hurt by this guy’s rejection.”

“He didn’t reject me. All we did was kiss, and the only reason I even did that was for my book. I felt nothing,” I insisted, glaring. I didn’t know if I said that for Drew’s benefit or my own. Maybe I hoped the more I said it, the more I’d believe it.

After a heated moment, he sighed. “I’m not going to push it.”

I raised my wine glass back to my lips, practically downing the entire thing in one gulp.

“So meeting up for drinks?” he inquired.

“Dinner, actually,” I answered, wiping my mouth. “If he’s a complete bore, at least I’ll only waste an hour or so of my life.

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