“I’ve been researching Spontaneous Human Combustion,” he said. “Last week, a guy in St. Petersburg woke up in his Prius to find half his arm burned to cinders.”
I never thought I’d be happy to hear about a roasted body part, but relief washed over me like a tsunami. “Get real, Grayson.”
He raised an eyebrow like Spock and grinned. “I’m serious. St. Pete’s not far from here. You in?”
I unwrapped the Tootsie Pop and smiled. “Yeah. I’m in.”
“Excellent,” Grayson said, his green eyes flashing weirdly.
Then, all of a sudden, he grabbed me up into his arms and kissed me hard on the mouth, just like he had the night I’d first met him—that strange night nearly a year ago when I’d taken care of him after he’d collapsed outside my family’s auto garage.
It was déjà vu all over again.
Only this time, it was me who was delirious.
The End.
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About the Author
Why do I love underdogs? Well, it takes one to know one. Like the main characters in my novels, I haven’t lead a life of wealth or luxury. In fact, as it stands now, I’m set to inherit a half-eaten jar of Cheez Whiz...if my siblings don’t beat me to it.
During my illustrious career, I’ve been a roller-skating waitress, an actuarial assistant, an advertising copywriter, a real estate agent, a house flipper, an organic farmer, and a traveling vagabond/truth seeker. But no matter where I’ve gone or what I’ve done, I’ve always felt like a weirdo.
I’ve learned a heck of a lot in my life. But getting to know myself has been my greatest journey. Today, I know I’m smart. I’m direct. I’m jaded. I’m hopeful. I’m funny. I’m fierce. I’m a pushover. And I have a laugh that lures strangers over, wanting to join in the fun.
In other words, I’m a jumble of opposing talents and flaws and emotions. And it’s all good.
I enjoy underdogs because we’ve got spunk. And hope. And secrets that drive us to be different from the rest.
So dare to be different. It's the only way to be!
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