"You, too."
With a smile, I turned around and hurried onto the Tube. As I stepped inside the carriage, he called, "What's your name?"
"Kate," I yelled back as the doors slid shut. I wasn't sure he heard me, but I couldn't help but watch Adam until he disappeared from view. That was the thing about London. Random conversations with strangers you'd never see again. Too bad he hadn't asked for my number. But who was I kidding? He was way out of my league. It was one thing to demand quality, but a girl needed to be realistic. Still, I
couldn't help but replay our conversation over and over in my head all the way home.
# # #
Three sets of eyes stared at me as I finished my tale. Three mouths made perfect O's. No one said anything for the longest time, and then, as if a spell had been broken, all three men started talking at once.
"Oh my God, girlfriend!"
"He wanted to suck your toes? That's revolting."
"Seriously? You made that up."
I waved my hands to stem the tide. "I swear. It really happened." I grinned. "Welcome to my life." I sank into the overstuffed, purple velvet chair next to the picture window in the tiny living room. Outside, a taxi horn blared, and I heard the faint whine of a motorbike engine. I smiled, feeling something awfully like contentment. As big a nightmare as the date had been, entertaining a room full of guys with the tale of Mr. Toe Sucker had been great fun.
Raj crossed one leg neatly over the other and leaned back against the cream-colored sofa opposite me. He eyed me like I was a specimen under a microscope, his dark eyes suspicious. "Good story, but you made it up, didn't you?"
"You honestly think I could make something like that up? It happened just last week. And that's not even the craziest date I've been on." How we'd ever gotten on the subject of my dating life was beyond me. It had started out as a regular old flatmate interview. Did they like me? Did I like them? Were any of us axe murderers? Somehow it had morphed into something entirely different. But hopefully they'd find me charming and ask me to move in. As much as I loved staying with my best friend, Chloe, sleeping on her couch was getting old.
"Girlfriend, your life is more messed up than mine," said the reedy thin one with the spiky red hair and bubblegum pink shirt. I think his name was Kevin. No, Kev. He turned to the other two. "I say yes. She's perfect."
Raj and the third flatmate, James, exchanged glances. I was nervous. I needed to find a place to live, and this Notting Hill flat was the best place I'd seen within my budget. Besides, I really liked the guys—or at least Kev—and finding good flatmates was a challenge no matter how you sliced it.
"She's got my vote." James gave me a smile from his perch next to Raj on the arm of the sofa. He was a little on the plump side and had a twangy Northern accent. Yorkshire, maybe. He had very nice blue eyes hidden behind a pair of black-framed glasses and wore a gray T-shirt with a spaceship across the front of it. "Girl needs serious help."
A pity vote. Still, I'd take it.
Raj sighed, crossing his arms and shaking his head. "Fine. You're in."
Relief flooded my system, making me feel more than a little giddy. At last. I finally had my own place. I could get off Chloe's couch and settle in somewhere I could call my own.
"Thanks, you won't regret it. I promise."
"Sweetie," Kev said, "as long as you keep us entertained with dating stories, you're golden."
I laughed. "I can pretty much promise that."
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Other books by Shéa MacLeod
Sunwalker Saga
Kissed by Darkness
Kissed by Fire
Kissed by Smoke
Kissed by Moonlight
Kissed by Ice
Sunwalker Saga: Soulshifter Trilogy
Fearless
Haunted
Soulshifter
Sunwalker Saga: Witch Blood Series
Spellwalker (Spring 2015)
Dragon Wars
Dragon Warrior
Dragon Lord
Dragon Goddess
Green Witch
Dragon Corp (Coming in 2015)
Dragon Wars- Three Complete Novels Boxed Set
Cupcake Goddess Novelettes
Be Careful What You Wish For
Nothing Tastes As Good
Soulfully Sweet
A Stich in Time
Omicron ZX
Omicron Zed-X: An Omicron ZX prequel Novellette
Omicron Zed-X Book 1: A Rage of Angels
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