The Nicest Guy in America by Angela Benson

Author:Angela Benson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Angela Benson
Published: 2011-11-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Kim saw Reggie, Luther and Nate as soon as she, Leslie and Tam stepped off the elevator for their triple date Saturday night. They looked like three male models standing there in the crowded hotel lobby. All three men wore jackets and matching slacks—Reggie’s blue with a red shirt and string tie; Luther’s black with a black high collar shirt, and no tie; and Nate’s tan blazer with a white shirt and standard tie. They could have been posing for a hunk calendar.

“They’re here,” Kim said to her friends. “See them over there.” She pointed to the guys.

“Yes, girl, I do see. You did good this time,” Leslie said. “Are you sure I can’t have Reggie? He looks good enough to eat.”

Kim took pride in Leslie’s appreciation of Reggie’s good looks, though she knew she had no right. “If it were left up to me, you could.”

“But he’s not interested in you, Leslie,” Tam added.

“Doesn’t matter,” Leslie said. “I want the one on the left anyway. He looks like my kind of guy.”

Kim wasn’t surprised Leslie chose Luther. She had no doubt he’d pick her as well. “That’s Luther,” she said. “He lives with Reggie.”

“Hold up a minute,” Leslie said. “Are you saying the brother doesn’t have his own place?”

Kim shook her head. “Obviously not. He’s living in Reggie’s house.”

“Maybe I’ll give you that one, Tam,” Leslie offered. “A brother who doesn’t have his own place usually doesn’t have a job.”

“Too late,” Tam said. “He’s a little too flashy for me. I’ll take the other one. Nate. Right, Kim?”

“Uh uh, that’s Nate. I think you’ll like him, Tam. He seems really nice.”

“Does he have his own place?” Leslie asked.

“I guess so,” Kim answered with a shrug. “But I never really asked. It doesn’t matter anyway, Leslie. We’re just going out to have some fun. You don’t need to know the guy’s net worth.”

Leslie mumbled some reply that Kim refused to acknowledge. She glanced in the men’s direction again and saw that they still hadn’t spotted them.

“My hair is okay, isn’t it?” Leslie asked as she fiddled with the curly strands feathered around her race. All three had gone out earlier and gotten their hair done.

“We’ve told you fifty times your hair is fine,” Tam said. “Give it a rest, Leslie.”

“Well,” Leslie said. “You know sisters can’t hook-up a hair-do like the brothers. I knew I should have asked for a brother.”

“Whatever,” Kim said, dismissing her friend’s babbling. “Now, let’s meet the guys.”

“Wait a minute, Kim,” Leslie said, grabbing her arm. “I need to check my makeup one more time. Let’s stop by the restroom.”

“Les-lie.” Kim was beginning to feel like a college student on one of those dreaded group dates. She wondered if she, Leslie and Tam would still act this way when they were fifty and getting ready for a date. She hoped not. Heck, she wanted to be settled down with grandkids when she was fifty, not still dating. “There’s nothing wrong with your makeup.” Leslie was notorious for being late and Kim didn’t want to get hung up in the restroom with her.

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