The Prize E-Book

Yolanda King

• Herausgeber: neobooks
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Deutsch

Seitenzahl: 37

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025

Beschreibung

Ben is a father of three young boys, single, a physicist and quite in need of a timeout. And in desperate need of a woman. So he goes away on a "blind date weekend". Without his children. Will this trip turn into a disaster or will a fling turn into something more?

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Yolanda King

The Prize

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PREFACE

THE PRIZE

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PREFACE

I think the idea of a blind date weekend is fabulous. I'd definitely go!

I once went on sort of a blind date, ages ago when I was around 18. I knew the guy's name and fancied him so I wanted to meet him. Got into a bit of a fight with my friend because I didn't know that she had a major crush on him.

We both ended up meeting him for a cocktail but by golly, it was the worst date I've ever been on. We didn't have anything to talk about. It was a waste of time and I couldn't get away again fast enough. Kinda like Brenda and Ben in my story.

The Topside Inn in Boothbay Harbor, Maine, USA really exists. My descriptions of its surroundings are accurate, and the photos online are absolutely lovely.

They offer organized day trips to Monhegan Island as well as a sailing trip on the schooner. Personally, I wouldn't have chosen the latter because I get seasick right away. I'm super sensitive.

I've no idea if there's a Deluxe Hot Dog concession stand anywhere but when I was vacationing in Canada I had one of those and fell in love with their hot dogs. They were absolutely yummy, huge, fresh, filling – a delight!

THE PRIZE

<This is agony, I so want this to end!> Ben thought. He was sitting in a nice restaurant across from a beautiful woman he could not connect with. The admiring glances other men cast her clearly communicated that to Ben, and he was definitely envied by many.

<Then why is this so difficult?> he asked himself and nodded at something Brenda had just said, accompanied by her pearly laugh. Brenda was every man's dream: long-legged and athletic with wavy blonde hair framing a lovely face with chocolate brown eyes and full lips. She was funny, witty and smart, even running her own organic restaurant in town.

Brenda was strong and independent and, from what it seemed, perfect in every way. They had bumped into each other at a farmer's market a few days previously. His bag had torn and she had helped him pick up his purchases and given him a spare bag of hers. He spontaneously invited her for a cup of coffee to thank her and they agreed to have dinner together soon after.

“I swallowed an entire lobster alive and then it gobbled up my innards. What you're seeing in front of you now is merely a robot,” she said.

“That's really cool,” Ben replied and Brenda continued, “Afterwards the lobster crawled back out, threw me on the table and fucked me real hard.”

“Huh?” Ben blinked. “Who fucked you real hard on a table?”

He sounded unbelieving.

“Do I have your attention now?” Brenda sighed. “No one did. Pity. Anyway. Look, what's up?”

Ben just shrugged.

“It's nothing I can put my finger on,” he admitted. “You're gorgeous and super smart and absolutely perfect in every way,” he echoed his own thoughts from a second ago, “but I can't connect with you and I don't find you sexually attractive at all either.”

Brenda looked at him, incredulous, then threw back her head and laughed out loud.

“Thank God!” she exclaimed. “Because I'm not turned on by you either! You seemed very friendly and somehow in desperate need of female company at the market, that's why I agreed to tonight's dinner date but boy, am I glad that we're on the same page here! Your world is centered around your children and physics and mine around being successful in business – we don`t have anything in common, we simply don't click and I'm incredibly relieved that you feel the same way.” She was still giggling.

“I guess we can get the check?” Ben asked matter-of-factly.

“You bet we can!”

They paid separately and quickly left the restaurant. Parting ways, each knew that their paths would not cross again. Ben walked to his car, reflecting on the evening. It all seemed extremely unreal in hindsight. If he had not asked her out in the first place, neither of them would have had to go through two hours of chit chat that they did not want in the first place. At least not in each other's company.