Not Dreaming of You (Romantic Comedy)
Nina Cordoba
Language: English
Pages: 279
ISBN: B004TMM24W
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
*Re-edited version.
(Award-winning romantic comedy--novel length) Kiki Villanueva holds a master’s degree from UCLA, is the best second grade teacher ever, and believes she had a psychic dream when she was thirteen in which she was given a list of her future husband’s attributes. Children are her life, and Kiki has good reason to think she may not have any if she doesn’t marry soon. Since typical dating methods haven’t been working out, she decides that when she goes back to L.A. for the summer, she’ll start using the list to sort through potential candidates.
When jaded political journalist Mark Bennett confesses to his doctor he no longer finds women—or anything else—exciting, Dr. Chuck is worried he’s depressed and suggests a change of pace. Mark agrees to write a fluff piece for a magazine about people who join high-priced dating services. (His premise is "Losers or Lunatics?") The dating service introduces him to Kiki, and he’s charmed by her open, passionate nature—not to mention her big, brown “do me” eyes—though she definitely belongs in the "lunatic" category with that psychic stuff. Mark is a confirmed bachelor from a family where no one says the L-word. However, while accompanying warm, sexy Kiki on her match-making service dates for his story, he soon wonders why he’s literally driving her to the arms of other men. If he could only get her to forget her list, and everything he said when they first met—oh, and the fact that he’s been a complete jackass… But Kiki’s not about to waste time on an emotionally challenged cynic who only wants to “play” and is definitely not on her list, even if he is handsome, and funny, and sexy—uh-oh!
head, and he realized she’d been trying to stifle a laugh. When he smiled at her, she broke into all-out laughter and his breath caught. He had to squeeze the steering wheel to keep himself from reaching out and touching her face. “It was for being such a jerk in there!” she said through her giggles. “You mean, it was for being right.” Mark thought about how much he enjoyed teasing her, and laughing with her, and especially, being alone in a car with her. She sat up straighter and took in a
thing,” she said. Mark raised his eyebrows, so she explained. “Well, now, women can earn their own money and, with the test-tube babies, what’s left for you guys? Protecting the family and opening jars.” “I can think of at least one other thing.” His eyes seemed to take a quick inventory of her body parts. Kiki pretended not to notice the innuendo. His statement had felt almost like an offer, and her pulse was racing. The black jeans, black shirt combination made him seem more dangerous
she had on almost-flat, slip on sandals, instead of the heels, but they were those sexy thongs with little jewels on them. They looked like something a harem girl would wear. As they pulled into Chris’s parking lot, Mark decided he would try to walk her inside, without asking. Just follow her in. And his goal for this particular night was not to take her to bed. All he wanted to do was have a talk with her and get her to agree to go out with him. To give him a chance. That’s all he’d meant to
exclaimed. “Have something ready, and pretend you’re about to throw it at the door,” Kiki said quickly. When the door opened, both John and Mark ducked, but Beth changed direction at the last minute and hit the adjoining wall. Kiki whispered, “I’ve had enough and I’m not putting up with anymore,” into Beth’s ear as the guys rushed toward them. “My God, Beth. Did you do this?” John asked, as he glanced around the room. “What’s gotten into you?” “I’ve had enough, and I’m not putting up with
problem?” “It’s amazing what the right doctor can do for you.” “You mean the psychiatrist?” “No, Scott. I met his dog last night. I petted it, and Scott was so happy, and he was smiling so sweetly at me. He has great teeth.” Erin was dreamy. Kiki had never seen her this way before. “Wow. He works fast—in some ways, at least.” Erin’s expression became very serious. “Kiki?” Kiki put her hand on her friend’s arm. “Tell me.” “I’ll never doubt you again.” Kiki grabbed Erin’s cell phone from