Mediterranean Boss, Convenient Mistress
Charlie opened her eyes and memories from the night before flashed through her mind with agonising clarity. The date had been a complete disaster.
She hadn't really minded the fact that the man she'd met had turned out to be five feet two instead of six feet two, as he had described himself on his profile, or even the fact that he had been nearer to fifty than thirty…she wasn't ageist and she didn't think that looks were the most important things in life. However, his grey pony-tail had been a bit of a turn-off…as had the fact that they had absolutely nothing in common except that they were both divorced.
After the first fifteen minutes the date had gone rapidly downhill. Maybe internet dating wasn't a good idea. She shouldn't have allowed her friends to talk her into it.
The alarm clock rang and she reached sleepily to switch it off. A few moments later Jack came running into the bedroom. 'Time to get up, Mummy,' he sang in his usual happy tone before bounding into the bed to give her a hug.
'Morning, darling.' She kissed the top of his dark silky hair.
'Nana let me have chocolate and watch TV with her when you went out last night. ... read full excerpt from: Mediterranean Boss, Convenient Mistress ebook
