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All’s Fair in Love and Pizza by Lane Hayes
Length: 44k Series: n/a Genre: Contemporary, Rom-Com, Small-Town, Sports Tropes: Grumpy-sunshine, Enemies to lovers, Humor Trigger/Content Warnings: n/a Designer: Reese Dante
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Look, I could admit that I might have been a bit rash in my judgment. Rob wasn’t the villain I’d made him out to be when he’d first landed in Haverton with big bagel ideas. I could even admit that I sort of liked him. And positively regarding a sex partner was a good thing, right?
Ugh. Never mind. I didn’t like him that much.
I furrowed my brow and skirted the desk. “I should get going.”
“All right. Hey…I almost forgot. Your mom invited me to dinner on Sunday.”
I froze with my hand on the doorknob. Shit. That was why I was here. I knew I’d forgotten something.
“What did you say?”
“Yes.”
I groaned in defeat and slumped toward Rob’s desk, flopping onto the chair across from him. “Why? Why? Why?”
“Because she asked what I was doing this Sunday evening, and I answered honestly—nothing. She said she was making puttanesca with halibut and she went into great detail about how meatier fish holds well with the sauce, and even though I don’t know what that means, it sounds amazing.”
“For fuck’s sake, it’s pasta, Rob. Lots of pasta and so many Cavarettis you’ll go bonkers within ten minutes. Everyone talking over each other…for two hours straight. Sometimes longer. Trust me, you don’t want to do this. Make an excuse. Save yourself.”
Rob pursed his lips, but he couldn’t hide his grin. “I’m not lying to your mother. She caught me off guard, but I thought it was nice and—”
“Nice,” I huffed. “Well, maybe a little. My mom is cool…but she’s also nosy. And I think my family knows about us.”
That wiped the smile off his face in a hurry. “What? How?”
“I mentioned our marinara meeting and they…drew conclusions.”
“Still confused here. You didn’t tell them that we—”
“Hell, no! They just…inferred. My cousins first and then Ma and…well, in a twist, they’re smarter than I thought they were. Or I’m a whole lot dumber.”
“Hang on. Do they think we’re…together?” Rob motioned between us meaningfully.
“No. My guess is that they think…”
“Keep talking.”
“That I have a crush on you.” I hung my head in abject mortification as heat flooded my cheeks. In doing so, I lost a couple of key seconds that I should have spent assuring him he had nothing to worry about on that front.
“And do you?”
I caught the teasing lilt in Rob’s tone and immediately decided I didn’t like him at all.
“Fuck, no!” I exploded. “I like your dick, but don’t let that go to your head.”
“I wouldn’t dare.”
“Good.”
“But I’m still coming to dinner on Sunday,” he said smugly, his eyes alight with humor.
Lane Hayes lives in sunny Southern California with her amazing husband, who thankfully doesn’t mind cooking, and their fabulous fox red Labrador, George, who’s pure mischief. Both provide oodles of inspiration for the low-angst, humorous books Lane loves to write.
She’s been telling stories about sexy, funny, sometimes geeky and quirky men who find love for a dozen years now and loving every minute. In her previous life, she sat at a desk and dealt with numbers, so yes…romance is much more satisfying!
Lane loves tea, travel, and chocolate…in any order. Add a book and she’s set!
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