Alistair Whent is often touted as ‘The World’s Most Eligible Bachelor,’ and he easily lives up to the title. He’s a thirty-five-year-old heir to a vast empire, and as genetically gifted as they come. Tall, dark, handsome—huge bank account, intense blue eyes, and most importantly, he’s kind, spending much of his time volunteering at children’s hospitals and women’s shelters.
Ali Kat:I’m so sorry about last night. I’m fine, just taking in everything that’s happened. I’m relaxing on my family’s farm for a bit while I get my affairs in order.
Alistair:No need to be sorry. I’m flattered.
Ali Kat:Flattered?
Alistair:Yes, I assume that bartender must have been making eyes at me.
Alistair is also funny, and somehow, he’s managed to make a joke about me turning into a violent psycho that makes me laugh.
Ali Kat:It’s the only reasonable explanation, so we’ll go with that.
Alistair:Well, I’m glad you’re okay. Hopefully, we can talk soon.
Plot Twist—apparently, becoming a violent, shit-faced mess keeps men interested. Who knew?
“Tammy!” Mother calls from the dining room.
I look in the mirror and quickly fix my disheveled hair.
“You got this, Ali Kat Carter,” I say to myself, but deep down, I know that this is one performance I’m completely unprepared for.
