The Perfect Valentine’s Day: Part Four by Angela Britnell

DAY 4 VRR

It’s Angela Britnell’s turn today – let’s see whether she puts Sophie out of her misery! And who could have been on the other end of that phone? 😉 

In order to make sense of today’s extract, have a read of the extracts we’ve released over the last few days. Part One by Alison May is HERE. Part Two by Linn B. Halton is HERE. Part Three by Kirsty Ferry is HERE

Make sure you read right until the end if you want to find out about our exclusive Valentine’s competitions! 

‘Oh, Soph, don’t tell me he stood you up? Do you want me to come and get you?’

Sophie’s eyes prickled and she ordered herself not to cry. Good old Matt. They’d been best friends since they were five and he’d rescued her from the infant school bully on the playground. She stumbled over trying to explain to him the horrific scenario waiting for her back in the bowling alley. ‘They’re all awful,’ she wailed.

‘What did Josh say when they had a go at you?’ The question hung there and Sophie knew without having to be told exactly what Matt would’ve done. Stood up for her. Told his friends they were out of line. Precisely what the niggling voice in her head had been saying ever since she and Josh arrived and he’d basically thrown her to the sharks.

Her pride kicked back in. Sophie had bored Matt silly with the “will he won’t he” story of her relationship with Josh until she’d about made his ears bleed. Last week when she’d rambled on about her dreams for Valentine’s Day he’d told her to be careful what she wished for because it might happen. Trust Matt to be right. He’d been right about her last boyfriend, Peter, too. And that louse William. As for Greg – he’d correctly nailed him as a lying, unfaithful loser.

‘Oh, he’s …’ Sophie tried to say how great Josh had been but she couldn’t lie. Not to Matt. ‘Just forget I called. You know me. Always the drama queen. I’m overreacting and being daft as usual.’

‘You’re not daft,’ Matt scoffed. ‘You’re sweet and trusting and beautiful …’

Silence. Sophie  struggled to breathe.

‘There you are. Is everything all right?’ Josh appeared by her shoulder, flashing his trademark megawatt smile.

‘Yes, thanks, one of my friends called. I’ll just get rid of … her.’

‘I’ll wait.’ Josh dropped down on the bench next to her and draped his warm arm around her shoulder. His delicious spicy cologne wafted in the air and she nearly swooned.

‘I’ve got to go.’ Sophie murmured down the phone.

‘Don’t worry. I’ll consider myself suitably got rid of. Be careful, Soph.’

She hung up and bit back tears.

‘I told the others we’d had enough of bowling.’ Josh grinned and trailed a finger down her neck, lingering at the low neckline of her dress. ‘I can think of far better ways to spend what’s left of Valentine’s Day.’

 You’re sweet and trusting and beautiful.

Had Matt really said that? Best friend, Matt. The man all her single friends drooled over but who never seemed to find the right woman. That Matt?

‘Sophie, are you listening to me?’ Josh’s smooth voice sneaked back into her awareness and she looked at him. This was what she’d spent all afternoon primping for. Wasn’t it nice that he’d wanted to introduce her to his friends? Okay, so maybe it hadn’t been super thoughtful to do it on Valentine’s day but he was a man and they didn’t make as much of these things as women tended to.

‘Of course. That’s a wonderful idea. Are you sure your friends don’t mind?’

Josh chuckled. ‘No. They encouraged me. I heard something about keeping them safe from flying bowling balls.’

Sophie forced on a smile. She could laugh at herself as well as anyone. Despite a rocky start she refused to let this Valentine’s Day join her list of romantic disasters.

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It sounds like there still could be a chance for Sophie to salvage her disastrous Valentine’s Day. Sheryl Browne will round it all off tomorrow with the last extract – and we hope the beginning of your Valentine’s Day is a lot better than the one Sophie’s had so far!

COMPETITION TIME!

For a chance to win a mystery romance & chocolate prize, simply read the extracts as they are released each day and answer the questions we ask at the end. When you have all five answers, simply send them in to us for a chance to win (more details will be given when the last part of the story is released on Valentine’s Day). Today’s question is …

Name the three ex boyfriends of Sophie’s that Matt was right about.

As well as the main competition, we will also be running a competition each day to win a book. To enter this competition, simply comment with what you think of the story so far, either below in the comments section or on Twitter/Facebook. Good luck!

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If you enjoyed Angela’s writing, why not pick up a copy of her novella, The Wedding Reject Table? The book has recently been shortlisted for a RNA award and is available to purchase HERE

The Perfect Valentine’s Day: Part Three by Kirsty Ferry

DAY 3 VRR

 

Has Sophie’s Valentine’s Day got any better than when we last left her? Let’s see if Kirsty Ferry has been any kinder! If you haven’t read the first extracts of the story yet, you can read Part One by Alison May HERE and Part Two by Linn B. Halton HERE

Make sure you read right until the end if you want to find out about our exclusive Valentine’s competitions! 

Sophie shimmied down the alley, the rubber-soled shoes squeaking most inelegantly on the highly polished floor. A couple of the girls – bitchy, bleach-blonde vamps from what she could tell, looked her up and down and sniggered into their spritzers.

‘Nice one, Joshy,’ murmured one of them. She had “Belinda” emblazoned across her T-shirt.

‘Strike, Joshy-lad!’ guffawed  “Arlo”.  ‘Couple of nice bowling balls up top on that one.’

Sophie felt her face flush almost as red as the dratted dress she was squished into.

‘My bad,’ replied Joshy-lad, sitting down perilously close to the other blonde – “Evadne”, apparently. ‘I forgot it was Valentines Day.’

‘Joshy!’ cried Evadne. ‘That’s so naughty. Will you ever forgive him … sorry? Susie? Sarah? I can’t quite remember…’

‘Sophie,’ replied Sophie through gritted teeth. She perched on the edge of the nasty, plastic upholstered seat and blushed again as a small parp of air released from a split in the upholstery material. Typical. Could this day get any worse? Oh how she wished she was in her own lounge, on her own un-parpy sofa, in front of a weepy girly chick-flick, cradling a box of chocolates and slugging back prosecco. Her best friend’s words floated in front of her mind. Be careful what you wish for – it might just happen. Valentine’s Day sucked, big time.

‘Your turn Sophie!’ She looked around as Josh smiled encouragingly at her and nodded towards the pile of balls. It was the walk of shame again – a wiggle and a waddle and a squeak all the way over to the balls, choose a pink one (why the heck not?), followed by a mincing sort of run as she hustled her way up to the line and sort of lurched the ball into the alley.

Sophie swore as it bounced a couple of times and ended up in the gutter.

‘One more go, love!’ shouted Arlo the Idiot. ‘Come on, give us a good show!’

Sophie knew that a ‘good show’ to Arlo would be a rip right up the back of her dress and all her lacy-knickered-ultra-waxed glory being displayed to the crowd.

Losing heart, she picked up another ball (green this time) and threw it deliberately into the alley. What was the point?

‘My bad,’ she said shrugging. ‘Excuse me just a moment, would you?’

She picked up her gorgeous designer bag and squeaked past the peanut gallery, aware of the heavy-lashed looks coming from the girls and the slobbering lust emanating from the men.

‘You okay?’ Josh asked, making to get up.

‘Fine and dandy,’ she lied. ‘It’s okay – I won’t be long. You stay there with your friends. I’m just off to powder my nose.’ She headed away to the loos, Evadne’s voice – or it might have been Belinda’s – following her: ‘Oh, sweetie pie, never mind. She’s just not our type, is she? Here, have a drink. Then you can watch me and see how it’s really done.’

Sophie managed to hold onto her dignity until she was around the corner, then sat down on a bench by a Splat-the-Mole machine and pulled out her mobile. She punched in the first number she could think of, her go-to person, and waited for the call to connect.

‘Oh thank goodness you’re there,’ she said, closing her eyes in relief at the familiar voice. ‘I’m having the absolutely worst Valentine’s Day date in all the rotten history of Valentine’s Day dates …’

 

Wine and chocolate

It just keeps getting worse and worse for poor Sophie! Angela Britnell will reveal who’s on the other end of that phone to tomorrow 😉 

COMPETITION TIME!

For a chance to win a mystery romance & chocolate prize, simply read the extracts as they are released each day and answer the questions we ask at the end. When you have all five answers, simply send them in to us for a chance to win (more details will be given when the last part of the story is released on Valentine’s Day). Today’s question is …

What does Sophie sit down next to on the bench when she makes a phone call to a mystery person?

As well as the main competition, we will also be running a competition each day to win a book. To enter this competition, simply comment with what you think of the story so far, either below in the comments section or on Twitter/Facebook. Good luck!

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If you enjoyed Kirsty’s writing, why not pre-order a copy of her new book The Girl in the Painting HERE

The Perfect Valentine’s Day: Part Two by Linn B. Halton

DAY 2 VRR

Linn B. Halton carries on where Alison May left off yesterday and – as expected – Sophie’s Valentine’s Day isn’t going quite the way she hoped it would … 

Read right until the end for details of a competition! In order to enter, you will also need to make sure you have read the first extract by Alison May, which you can find HERE, as well as the rest of the extracts leading up until Valentine’s Day (look out for those over the next few days!) 🙂

When Sophie caught sight of Josh standing in the corner of the wine bar, she was a little surprised. In her head he’d be there waiting for her with a bouquet of flowers in his hands and wearing one of his very smart, hand-tailored suits. Instead he was … well, smart-casual she’d call it. Feeling a little flustered, she offered up her cheek for the enthusiastic continental kiss, and Josh always did the three air kisses greeting. Which was definitely a sign that they were progressing from the less familiar, two air kisses. Of course, she fantasised about French kissing with him, but she wasn’t complaining. Their parting kiss on the last date had been on the mouth and her feet had almost left the floor. She’d had to throw her arms around him to anchor herself.

‘You’re looking very sophisticated, tonight, Sophie. I wish I’d worn a suit, now.’

Sophie’s mind reeled. Hello. It’s Valentine’s Day and we’re on a date. What did you expect? Calm down, Sophie, maybe you are a little over-dressed, but by the look on Josh’s face he’s certainly appreciating every little detail.

She could almost feel that first passionate embrace that would signal the end of the evening and the start of the next phase of their relationship.

‘Those heels might be a bit of a problem, though.’ Josh looked down appreciatively at the five-inch, strappy heels. ‘We’re going ten pin bowling, but it’s OK, they provide shoes.’

Sophie nearly fainted on the spot! She’d just blown her entire pampering allowance for the next six months and they were going bowling? Adjusting her face to reflect a pleasant smile, rather than the initial look of horror, wasn’t easy. And then she remembered the dress. How on earth was she going to bend in it? The idea was to sit elegantly at the white, linen-covered table, looking totally gorgeous as Josh gazed longingly into her eyes.

‘Bowling?’ She could hardly get the word out from between her gritted teeth, but managed what was, she hoped, a rather playful smile.

‘I thought it was time you met my friends. I can’t wait to show you off, although in that dress I really want to keep you all to myself.’

Sophie paused. This was good. This was very good, but she needed to re-think her strategy.

‘Oh, Josh, that’s great. I’ll just pop home to change into something a little more appropriate. It’s just that it’s Valentine’s Day and …’

‘It is? Ah, I meant to get you a card, but I’ve been snowed under at work and chained to the desk. I’m afraid if we don’t leave now we’re going to be late and they won’t start without us. Anyway, you look wonderful, Sophie, and I must admit that when you first walked in you took my breath away!’

Sophie didn’t know whether to stand there and glow, elegantly, in response to his heart-warming comment, or burst into tears. She was going to look like a complete fool if everyone else turned up suitably attired. But then, maybe this could work in her favour. How hard was it to throw a ball, not that she’d ever tried, and do it in a style befitting her outfit? She could end up looking cool and sophisticated. Her eyes gleamed. Josh was hers and tonight was going to seal the deal!

Walking into the bowling alley, Josh steered her towards a group of people sitting in a cluster at the head of one of the lanes, and her heart instantly spiralled downwards towards the floor. Yes, she was greeted by an array of smiling faces, but to her utter dismay it was clear that these people were competitive. All of the ladies were wearing the same, admittedly cool, T-shirt and leggings. This was a ‘guys versus gals’ game and as soon as the intros were done, she knew she was being evaluated. If only her dress wasn’t quite so short, or quite so snug … This wasn’t just about winning their approval and working her way into Josh’s heart, this was about proving she could fit in and match their expectations.

If I can pull this off, she thought, trying her hardest to wrestle on the awful shoes Josh had handed her, then this will be the best Valentine’s Day ever. The day you finally fall into the arms of Mr. Right and hear him say those magical words – but first things, first.

Sophie threw off all thoughts of romance and prepared for battle.

Wine and chocolate

Poor Sophie! Let’s see what plans Kirsty Ferry has in store for her tomorrow. Something tells us it might get worse before it gets better, but you’ll just have to wait and see … 

COMPETITION TIME!

For a chance to win a mystery romance & chocolate prize, simply read the extracts as they are released each day and answer the questions we ask at the end. When you have all five answers, simply send them in to us for a chance to win (more details will be given when the last part of the story is released on Valentine’s Day). Today’s question is …

What are Josh’s female friends wearing when Sophie meets them at the bowling alley?

As well as the main competition, we will also be running a competition each day to win a book. To enter this competition, simply comment with what you think of the story so far, either below in the comments section or on Twitter/Facebook. Good luck!

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If you enjoyed Linn B. Halton’s writing, you can order her book A Little Sugar, A Lot of Love HERE

The Perfect Valentine’s Day: Part One by Alison May

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 Alison May kicks off our Valentine’s Day Round Robin in style! Look out for the other four parts of the story coming over the next few days and finishing on the big day itself. Make sure you read each part of the story right until the end so you can take part in our competition for a mystery prize of chocolate and romance 😉 

Sophie Morris had a dream. It was a dream of coming home to find her flat filled with red roses. It was a dream of chocolate and perfume delivered to her desk at work. It was a dream of a mountain of cards on the mat after the postman had been. It was a dream of her perfect Valentine’s Day.

In reality Valentine’s Day had always been a bit of a nightmare. There’d been all the years at school when she’d watched the cards pile up on the desks of the prettier, more popular girls. There’d been one particularly awful year at university when she’d ended the Valentine’s Ball not in the arms of her intended Romeo, but crying in the toilet with half the contents of the punch bowl down her previously white dress.

But this year was going to be different. This year she had her fourth date with Josh Tyler. Josh Tyler. Tall. Blond. Former professional swimmer, and now an almost very nearly fully qualified solicitor. Brawn and brains. Just the sort of man, in fact, that Sophie had been building her Valentine’s fantasies around for years, only Josh was real. She’d first seen him three months ago getting coffee across the road from her office. Two months ago he’d been behind her in the queue and picked up her drink by mistake. By Christmas, they’d been on nodding terms. And a month ago, she’d plucked up the courage to suggest that they ‘take a proper break’ and drink their coffee together.

If you counted that coffee, as Date One, and Sophie did, then tonight was Date Four and Date Four on Valentine’s Day meant, to Sophie’s deeply romance-focused mind, that this was a Proper Relationship.

Her perfect Valentine’s Day was planned down to the last minute. Unfortunately, it did still involve going to work, but that was fine. She had to give her quarterly presentation to the sales team just before lunch, but then, the plan was to take the afternoon off and get herself fully Valentine’s ready. She had appointments for hair, nails, facial eyebrow wax, leg wax, and ahem … well other waxing – she had very definite plans for Date Number Four.

Then she would head home, all newly scrubbed and buffed and get dressed in her brand new Perfect Date Outfit. She’d tried on no less than forty-seven potential outfits in preparation for this date. She’d gone through everything in her wardrobe and her sister’s wardrobe before dragging her sister round the shops until she’d found the perfect little red dress. Short but not too short. Tight but not too tight. It seemed to suck bits of her in and pop other bits of her out again in all sorts of good ways.definite plans for Date Number Four.

And then, taxi into town to meet Josh. He was keeping their destination secret, which was exactly as it should be – a little mystery, Sophie felt, added to the romance. And actually she had a pretty good idea where they were going. She’d spent the last three weeks casually mentioning the new French style bistro that had opened opposite the cathedral, and Josh was a smart boy. She had no doubt he’d have picked up her hints.

So, for the first time in her life, Sophie Morris left for work on Valentine’s Day full of confidence. This year really was going to be her year. This year she was going to finally win at Valentine’s Day. Nothing and nobody was going to spoil her perfect day.

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We’re already rooting for Sophie to have her perfect Valentine’s Day … but something tells us it might not go completely to plan! You can now read the other four parts of the story:

Click HERE to read Part Two by Linn B. Halton

Click HERE to read Part Three by Kirsty Ferry

Click HERE to read Part Four by Angela Britnell

Click HERE to read Part Five by Sheryl Browne

And now for our COMPETITION! In order to enter you will need to read each part of the story carefully and answer FIVE questions. Please only enter once all parts of the story have been released and you have answered all the questions. Today’s question is …

Where is Sophie hoping that Josh takes her on Valentine’s Day?

Make sure you note down your answer and come back tomorrow for the second question!

There will also be a prize each day for the best comment so please let us know what you think of the story so far in the comments section below!

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Alison May’s wonderful novel, Midsummer Dreams, is out in paperback on Valentine’s Day. You can pre-order your copy HERE.