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A Single Date
A Single Date
A Single Date
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A Single Date

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All Yani wanted was a remodeled kitchen and bathroom for the upcoming Memorial Day holiday. But from the moment she spotted Drew, there was nothing ordinary about him. His tool belt and ponytail put him in a different class from all the other men in her past and that threatened to keep them apart.
The uptight and principled Yani was like an unexpected gift. Only she didn’t know it yet. Getting beyond the barriers blocking their path wouldn’t be easy, but he was willing to try if she would only give him a chance.
Would Yani be able to shut out years of advice and follow her heart, or would she succumb to the pressure and walk away from the man she loved?

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PublisherJacki Kelly
Release dateMay 6, 2014
ISBN9780989960113
A Single Date
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Jacki Kelly

Men and women have always sought the promise that only love can offer. Jacki invites you into an intriguing world where romance abounds around every corner and down every street. You’ll be amazed at the crazy things we do and don’t do for the promise of love. Most of the time you can find a thread romance in almost every book.Jacki has been writing since her fourth grade teacher made her keep a journal for a grade. Now she does it to keep track of all the fascinating and heartbreaking moments that life throws our way. Poetry, personal essays, short stories and novels have all occupied space in her heart and her hard drive.Jacki lives in the northeast where the winters are too cold and the summers are warm. But, she wouldn’t trade it for anywhere else, well maybe for a fabulous house on the sunny sands of Miami Beach in February. Her loveable husband and adorable floppy eared dog endure her long periods behind the computer creating happy-endings for her amazing hero and heroines. Romance makes the world go round and Jacki is enjoying the ride. The first two book in her Sweet Road Series are now available – The Sweet Road Home and The Sweet Road To Love. Happy Reading!Visit her at JackiKelly.com

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    Lovely story,I laked Yani very clear headed,how much she desired drew her first question was awesome!! Weather he has a girlfriend/ wife/ mistress...is he married, engaged,has children?? She took him after confirmation that he is single,no children,no relationship, I wish other girls should be like her? .Drew was also awesome,once he met her,he percued her with full determination...no spoilers ⭐⭐⭐⭐

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A Single Date - Jacki Kelly

A SINGLE DATE

Jacki Kelly

Copyright 2013 by by Jacqueline Harris

Smashwords Edition

ISBN: 978-0-9899601-1-3

First Edition Electronic December 2013

Published by Yobachi Publishing, LLC

This is a book of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead or events or locales is entirely coincidental.

All rights reserved. The reproduction or utilization of this work in any form or in any part by any means electronic, photocopying or other means available now or in the future is forbidden without written permission. For permission please contact YOBACHI PUBLISHING at YobachiPublishing@gmail.com.

For Eleanor and Rosa

Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright

Dedication

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

About the Author

Date Me ~ Excerpt

The Series ~ Dating Just Got Serious!

Chapter One

Yolanda Maxwell glanced at the clock on the dashboard of her new sport coupe and winced. She had five minutes to maneuver through the thick Philadelphia traffic or risk being late again. Based on the conversation her assistant had with the contractor, this was his last trip to her condo. No matter what, he wasn’t coming back. His condescending attitude set her teeth on edge. Every minute of her workday was busy, but he couldn’t discuss her kitchen and bath renovation in the evening when she had more time.

She pulled into her designated parking space in front of her unit and shut off the engine. A battered truck plastered with vacation bumper stickers occupied her other slot. It had to belong to the ill-tempered contractor. Who else would have the audacity to use her spot?

With two minutes to spare she grabbed her new green Hermes bag and dashed up the walk. As she rounded the shrubs, he smacked a note on the front door.

I’m not late. It’s not five o’clock yet. I still have a full minute, she called to him as she approached.

Yeah, but with your track record, I expected you to be a no-show, again. You are Yolanda Maxwell, right? His voice had the same disapproving tone she’d heard before.

Yes. Why? Who else would I be? She thrust her chin higher, dismissing his reprimand.

All of my interactions have been with your assistant and I assumed…never mind. Forget I said anything. He looked away but not before she saw the chagrined expression on his face.

He wasn’t at all what she’d imagined, either. Instead of a fat dumpy guy with pants hanging below a big beer belly, he was tall and all lean muscles. His sleeveless T-shirt exposed biceps the size of her calves and his tanned skin only made his wheat colored hair and light brown eyes more pronounced. The striking resemblance to Brad Pitt was amazing, only he was much taller and several years younger.

She stuck out her hand and tried to sound casual. Please call me Yani. My parents call me Yolanda when I do something that doesn’t meet their approval. And believe me, I hear Yolanda often enough. You must be Drew Sizemore.

He grabbed her hand in a firm grip.

It’s nice to finally put a name with a face. I was beginning to wonder if you really existed.

I’m sorry about those missed appointments. I did show up a little late last time, but you had already left. I’m usually very prompt, but I just got stuck in the office. She stepped in front of him to unlock the door. Sometimes getting away is not easy.

He gave her what could have been a smirk before crossing the threshold. I know you’re very busy, so instead of taking up too much of your time, why don’t you show me what changes you want to make. His thick Timberland boots clomped across the hardwood floor. A tiny pink teddy bear dangled from the tool belt strapped to his waist. So, he was either married with children or single with children.

His hair was pulled back into a ponytail that hung to the neckline of his shirt. A man with a ponytail, she shook her head. Her father would have something negative to say about that if he saw it.

Yes, certainly. She led the way toward the kitchen. I bought the condo two years ago, but I’m only now getting around to making some changes. I want to open up the kitchen so it flows into the rest of the house, which means taking down this wall and this bank of cabinets. I want quartz countertops and a double oven in the wall. She stopped to see if he understood her chattering.

With his hip positioned against the kitchen sink and his clipboard on the counter, he looked uninterested.

Aren’t you going to write this down?

Don’t need to. His deep voice was intimidating.

Mr. Sizemore, I don’t want to have to repeat myself over and over again.

Call me Drew. And I have no intention of making you repeat yourself. He stepped closer to her, freezing her in place with his penetrating stare. I heard everything you said. Please continue.

She swallowed past the tightening in her throat. This was her house. She should have feel in control. Instead, the way he towered over her made her nervous and clumsy. She backed away from him and made her way into the dining room.

Now, should I show you the bathroom en-suite that I want to re-do, too?

Sure. Continue on, I’ll follow you. His eyes took a long, slow tour of her hips and then down to her legs.

She tugged at her pencil skirt, uncomfortable with the unauthorized attention.

So what’s up with the teddy bear? Is it a hidden screwdriver? She wanted to sound casual, and draw his attention away from her body.

He made a half laugh, half-snort sound.

What’s so funny?

You didn’t think you were the first person to ask about my teddy bear, did you?

Then you know it’s odd for a muscular man like you to have a pink bear hanging from his waist.

My goddaughter gave it to me for my birthday two years ago. And just so you know, I don’t care what people think of me. I only have to please myself.

His manifesto settled in her stomach like a load of bricks. She was still

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