License to Date (Better Date than Never Series Book 6)
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After discovering her fiancé cheated on her, Kaitlin is focused on two things: remodeling her new home and avoiding men at all costs. But her friends insist she get back in the driver’s seat and date again. They strike a hard bargain and agree to paint her house if she goes on five dates.
Anxious to get the paint job started, Kaitlin schedules five dates in five days, but her plan falls to pieces when a sexy bartender at her venue-of-choice makes her swoon. Even though he observes each of the dates from afar, she can’t help but want him to come a little closer.
The last person she should fall for is a mysterious bartender with a sinful smile, but Paul makes her want to take risks again. Will the charming man with electric blue eyes break her heart or will he prove to her that a license to date is what makes life worth the drive?
mouth spread into a small smile. “And I love you.” She pulled me into a hug. “Right back at you, sis.” **** To text or not to text, that was the question. I stared at the square paper napkin containing ten seemingly harmless digits. I’d confessed to Mel that Paul had given me his number. She’d promptly searched the area code online, determined he’s from Southern California, then insisted that I call him tonight. Ten digits. One phone. Tough decision. I stood and circled the coffee table,
Mel had prodded me to call him, I quickly texted her: You told me to text Paul and now he’s coming over. Help! Sitting on my couch, my knees bounced as I waited for my sister’s sage advice. After what felt like eons, my cell pinged. I brushed my finger across the screen and read: Don’t panic. You’ll be fine. Just change out of those awful sweats. My eyes shot to my outfit and the paint splattered on my tee-shirt and sweatpants. Yikes! Thanks. I typed back, then popped up to make a dash to my
at him as we strode down the sidewalk to the hotel and where I’d parked. “I hung the poster up because my dad means a lot to me, not the ballet. He took me to Swan Lake right after my parents separated. It had been a week since he’d moved out and I’d missed him terribly. I spent the entire ballet dreading him leaving me again. Soon after, he took a job in Seattle and was gone.” He squeezed my waist as we walked. “I’m sure you were in his heart.” I sniffed. “I never thought of that before, but
balloon about to explode. Gasping, I grabbed a napkin and crumpled my face into it. Shoulders shaking, I fought to control my sobs, to make it appear that everything was all right like I used to be able to do—but the sobs rippled out one after another with no end in sight. Chapter Ten I’d been played. Big time. I threw myself down on my couch, yanked a throw pillow into my lap, and squeezed the soft cushion senseless as I stared at the ceiling. Why had Paul come into my life and toyed
my office door. “Where are you and Brian meeting?” “The Geoffries.” Ginger’s eyes rounded. “Seriously?” “I know what you’re thinking, but it was Brian’s suggestion.” It was also not my fault that during my date last night with Chase, the waitress had brought my drink and passed me a napkin with a note scribbled on it. Sorry if I made things difficult for you. Come back tomorrow and I’ll give you my phone number. Promise. Paul. That had been the most exciting part of the evening after Chase