Sam's life hasn't turned out the way he planned. Two years after an unwelcome divorce from high school sweetheart, Katie, he's struggling to put the pieces of his life together and pay off a mountain of debt. At the insistence of his oldest friend, he reluctantly agrees to be set up on a 1Night Stand. Perhaps it's the push he needs to finally move on?
Divorced and preparing for an empty nest when her only son leaves for Marine Boot Camp, Katie is ready for a change. Working as a legal secretary has given her professional fulfillment, but her romantic life leaves something to be desired. Weary of facing the future alone, she decides to dip her toe back into the dating pool and perhaps find some companionship.
Forced to confront their issues and a divorce neither wanted, can Sam and Katie forget the past and reconnect?
Oh, well. Here goes nothing....
He turned the corner and the vision took his breath away. Silhouetted against the clear December sky stood the figure of a goddess. The three-inch heels she wore were neither the flat shoes of a frumpy, intimidated woman, nor the high heels of a lady trying to be someone she’s not. Her sculpted legs led to a conservative, yet sexy black dress that hugged her curvy figure and dipped low enough to show most of her well-toned back. His gaze made its way up to her short, wavy brown hair and he finally found the breath to sigh. She was exactly his type.
That 1Night Stand service is really good.
Pangs of desire, absent for too long, radiated through him, and the ability to spend the night with another woman seemed closer to reality. Maybe I’m ready. Katie may be the only one I’ve been with, but that’s over. Right?
Either unaware of his presence or playing coy, his beautiful date hadn’t moved from her position at the windows. The more he watched her, the more he experienced déjà vu. Something so familiar about her….
He’d know that high-pitched squeaking sound anywhere. “Katie?”
She spun, her wide eyes, her jaw slack with surprise before it snapped shut. “Sam?”
“What the hell are you doing here?”
“I can ask you the same!”
They stared at one another for several moments, recovering from their shock. Her gaze drifted from his face to the flowers he held.
“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me.” She snorted. “You’re my date?”