It was the epitome of awkward, particularly when I dropped one of the bottles while putting the beer away. This wouldn’t have been so messed up if Nicole-my girlfriend-hadn’t been standing right there, witness to it all. I’d certainly never had that kind of reaction to any of them. But there are plenty of gorgeous women out there. What was it about her that made me forget my own name made me clumsy? I’d made an ass of myself, acted like a blubbering idiot, and fuck if I knew why. But I had never met her before, since she lived in New York. Always thought that was funny, since I was a stage actor, too-albeit on a smaller scale. I’d heard about her, knew she was an actress on Broadway. I wasn’t expecting that-to see her standing there when I got back to my brother’s place. The next, I was losing my words, barely able to speak. One minute, I was out buying beer to take back to my family’s Christmas party. Leaning against the bathroom door, I was sweating, trying to make sense of my reaction to a woman I’d never met before. Interior Formatting: Elaine York, Allusion Graphics, LLC/Publishing & Book Formatting Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.Įditor: Elaine York, Allusion Graphics, LLC/Publishing & Book FormattingĬover Design: Letitia Hasser, RBA Designs

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