I don’t know about you, but the world seems to be getting pretty (insert your favorite colorful word here) intense. While I like to stay informed, I also like to laugh to deal with stress. And, I need some chuckles these days.
Today, the wonderful Abby Crofton is here to help us laugh with an embarrassing story. Also, Abby is giving away 1 ecopy of Meet Me at Pride. Below the guest post, you’ll find more details about the giveaway.
Take it away, Abby.
Chivalry Should Have Stayed Dead
When my girlfriend and I planned a romantic vacation to Montreal many things could have gone wrong. Luckily for us, except for some hotter than normal weather, it was a lovely trip. But whenever I get a little too self-important she likes to bring me back down to earth by reminding me of an incident that happened right at the beginning of that trip.
Dulles International Airport is not the closest airport to our house, but the prices for flights to Montreal were too good to ignore. So we packed ourselves up, battled the highway traffic, parked offsite and made it to the airport with plenty of time to spare. As the chief architect of the trip, with my girlfriend busy with graduate school, I felt good that we were on schedule.
Once past security we made our way down to the airport’s internal train system to get to our gate. Our moods were high – this was our first big trip in a couple of years. After reading up on Montreal I had visions of poutine and smoked meat in my head. I was probably not as focused as I should have been. So when we got onto the train we stood with the few other passengers for the short ride. I imagined strolling through the old city streets hand in hand with my lady love, of sharing drinks in a cafe and cuddling together after a long day of exploring.
I was so caught up in my fantasy vacation that when the train reached our stop I swept my arm in a grand arc, loudly insisting to my girlfriend, “After you, m’lady.” I turned expecting to see a smile on her face. Instead there stood a complete stranger looking totally creeped out. The woman edged around me and hot footed it off the train with record speed. I felt my face heat up. Behind her was my girlfriend, laughing so hard she was doubled over. I had to take her arm to get her off the train when she couldn’t stop laughing.
My girlfriend had seen and heard everything. Once we settled at the gate she recreated the mortifying moment, from my sweep to those fateful words. She even recited them in a bad English accent. My failed romantic gesture was a running joke during the week of the trip, but I didn’t mind too much. Whenever my girlfriend brought it up she laughed. Since her laughter was the first thing about her that caught my attention, all those years ago, it was like I was the one getting a treat every time she poked fun at me.
But that doesn’t mean I will say m’lady ever again.
GIVEAWAY
MEET ME AT PRIDE
Available in Kindle Unlimited
Molly and Hannah get along great and seem like the perfect match. Except that they’ve never met in person. After months of flirting online, they agree to finally meet at the Washington, D.C. Pride Festival. With Molly nervously excited and Hannah deciding to play it cool, they prepare themselves for a day of fun, and maybe, romance.
However, plans gets turned upside down by interfering friends, rude roommates, unexpected exes and plenty of misunderstandings. There’s even a chance that they might miss the big concert headlined by their favorite singer.
Faced with mounting obstacles and their own insecurities, can Molly and Hannah salvage their day? Or will their budding relationship end before it even got the chance to properly start?
MEET THE AUTHOR
Abby Crofton has always enjoyed reading books with a ‘happily ever after’ and achieved a long time dream by writing and publishing her first book, “Say Yes to the Cheerleader.” She currently lives on the East Coast of the U.S. and enjoys snuggling with her girlfriend, leisurely hikes, and writing.
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