It was just another boring book signing until the two beautiful women walked up to the table. The tall blonde spoke first as the gorgeous redhead smiled shyly at me.
“Will you sign my book, Mr. Daniels?”
“Absolutely. But you’ll have to go to dinner with me.”
“Sorry, I’m married.”
“Sadly, all the good ones are.”
The redhead spoke up. “I’m not.”
I smiled at her. “Hmm. So do I need to amend my statement, or are you not good?”
“Take me to dinner and find out.”
So that’s what I did. Turns out she wasn’t good.
She was excellent.
