Blind Date

I had my blind date with Luke Winters, or rather LW (Luke Warm) as he was known in the office.He was far from warm when I went on a blind date with him. More like stone-cold mean. Then again, I couldn't blame him. After all, I was homeless. He had two homes, a penthouse and a house. I was soaking wet, and dressed as if I was on to my shift at the local diner. He was formally dressed. I flooded the bathroom of one of the most prestigious restaurants in the city, and at that point, he walked out. Like a stray dog, I followed him, hoping he would give me a lot more than a bone. I didn't expect him to give me an opportunity to work in his office and fifty thousand big ones.I had to work for him and pretend to be his girlfriend. Piece of cake!I took a deep breath. Promised I could do the job and not only did I try to make an impression at work, but I found myself no longer wanting to pretend. I soon realized why they called him LW, because it was far from a piece of cake. More like a walk in the park during a hurricane.Author's Note: Blind Date is a steamy second-chance standalone romantic comedy with just the right amount of sexiness. It is suitable for mature readers who love to read a bit of filth with a twist of comedy.