The Ladies' Man

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Twenty six year old Lisa, is single and miserable. All she wants in life, is to find the perfect man. After going on disappointing dates to tedious dates, Lisa is convinced that there is no man out there for her. With her best friends' help, Lisa is soon introduced to a variety of men, but which one of them will be her Mr. Right?

Humor / Romance
Jessica Edwards
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Chapter 1

The worst day of the year has come around again.


Do you want to know why it’s the worst day? Even if you don’t want to know, I’m going to tell you anyway. It’s the worst day because it’s the day that reminds me that I’ve spent another year single. Yep, that’s right, it’s my birthday. I’m twenty fucking six today, and yet again I won’t be doing anything special. Just like every year, I’ll be in my apartment on my own, crying my eyes out while watching The Notebook and eating popcorn.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I don’t know whether I’m too fussy or if my standards are too high, or simply because I haven’t found the right guy yet. But if I haven’t found him, then where could he possibly be?

I’m sick and tired of going on Tinder and Plenty of Fish dates because almost every time, they expect sex after it. Let me get one thing straight, I’m not that kind of girl. I used to be that kind of girl, but now I want to settle down. Now, I’m a four date – then sex kind of a girl. When it comes to sex, you’ve got to have some self respect otherwise you’ll get a name for yourself.

Classy never trashy.

“Happy birthday!” A cheerful and familiar voice comes from behind me.

She never forgets.

I swivel my desk chair slowly around and behind me, I’m met with my best friend and co-worker, Laura.

Laura and I met six years ago when the two of us turned up at the job centre on the same day. Our desks were placed next to each other and the moment we sat down and started speaking, we just clicked. After six years of friendship, I can’t imagine a life without her. She’s the kind of friend every girl needs in their life.

I groan as I swivel my chair back around. “Don’t, please.”

I hear her chuckle behind me. “Come on, Lisa don’t be a moody bitch. Here.”

I peer upwards as a hand from above comes down in front of me. In the hand is a pink frosted cupcake, topped with pink icing covered in hundreds and thousands. “Thanks.”

Laura places it in front of me and plants a huge kiss on my forehead. “Made it myself.”


I scoff. “No, you didn’t. You bought it in Greggs on the way here.”

Her eyes widen as she gasps. “How dare you call me a liar.”

I roll my eyes as I peel the paper away from the cupcake. “You can’t bake for shit. Besides, on the way to work I passed the cupcake display in Greggs’ window and the cakes looked exactly like this.” I point to the cake.

Plus, I bought one of the cupcakes for myself while walking to work. What? It’s my birthday.

She tuts as she sits in the chair next to me. “I hate how observant you are to things.”

I pick up the cupcake and take a bite from it. “Just don’t lie, babe.”

She nods. “Noted. So, how’s your morning been?”

I sigh. “Same old, same old. Mum and dad face- timed me to wish me a happy birthday from their cruise cabin and a phone call from my grandmother. That’s about it, really.”

She rises her brows and smiles. “Nothing on Facebook or Instagram?”

Laura asks this question every year because she knows about my situation with men, and she knows how much I hate my birthday. She wants nothing more than for me to find Mr. Right.

So do I.

Almost every year around the same time as my birthday, I notice my Facebook friends are either engaged, in a relationship, celebrating their anniversary, pregnant or buying a house together.

What was I doing wrong?It’s not fair because I’m not getting any younger.

I pout. “Someone I went to school with is pregnant.”

Laura’s smile vanishes. “Fuck.”

“Well, seeing that must’ve really shat on your day.”

I look over and shrug. “Shit happens.”

She puts her long, shiny black hair into a high ponytail and logs into her computer. “I know but I swear someone has seriously got it in for you. I mean, I don’t know anybody who’s had so much bad luck in their life other than you.”


I also log into my computer and straight away go to check my emails. “I don’t know, maybe I’m cursed or something.”

She chuckles, but I don’t join in with her.

I genuinely believe that I’m cursed. Especially when it involves men.

“What time do you start work today?”

I open an email that’s just come through and can’t believe what I’m seeing. Can this day get any worse?


I don’t answer her because I’m still re- reading the same email again. When I finally make sense of it, I put my head in my hands and groan. “Well, I did have a cleaning job in half an hour, but it looks like I don’t have any work at all.”

In her chair, Laura glides right next to me. “What?”

“Read the email.” My voice comes out muffled because my hands are covering my mouth.

A few seconds pass by when a gasp comes from beside me. “You’ve been laid off again!?”

“Yep.” I drop my hands and nod solemnly. “Looks like it.”

“This is bullshit! This is the fourth time you’ve been laid off a job.”

I can only shrug.

Every time it happens, I want to say that I’m used to getting laid off, but the truth is it never gets any easier when you get that call or email.

She studies me for a moment. “Do you want to know what my mum says when unfortunate things happen to a person?”

I glare at the computer screen. “Sure.”
“She says that everything happens for a reason.”

Yeah, right.

I shake my head and with my foot push her chair back to her desk. “So, I’m going to be jobless and die alone. Great.”

“No, it just means that something better will come along.”

When exactly will that happen exactly? On my deathbed? It’ll be too late then.

I log out of my computer and switch it off.

“You’re leaving?”

“I’m not going to sit on my ass all day doing nothing, now am I?”

“You do that anyway.” Laura mutters under breath.


With my foot, I bring it up on the armrest and push with all my might. I smirk when she thuds to the floor.



“My foot slipped.”

She picks herself up off the floor, grabs her chair and sits back down. She glares at me. “Of course it did.”

I chuckle.

She turns in her chair and sighs. “So, what are you going to do now?”

I take another bite out of the cupcake. “Go home probably.”

“If you do, then don’t watch The Notebook like you do every year. You don’t want something else upsetting you and that film will no doubt make you even more upset.”

I get up from the chair and wear my denim jacket. “It’s my birthday. I’m allowed to do anything I want.”

Laura puts up her hands. “Alright, but don’t call me when you’re crying after watching it. You know I hate it when you cry.”

I take the cupcake from my desk and wink at her. “I know, but no promises.”

She rolls her eyes and just as I leave, she calls my name. “Wait, Lisa!”


“You and I are going out tonight for a drink. So, make sure you’ve shaved everywhere.” She points with her pen at my crotch. “You might get lucky tonight.”

Not a chance.

I’m not that kind of girl anymore. I look at her in disgust. “Laura!”

She waves me off. “Just shave because it’s probably looking like a forest down there.”

I widen my eyes and walk slowly backwards. “Okay, I’m going to go before I push you out of your chair again, but by accident this time.”

She grins wickedly. “I’ll pick you up at eight!”


I drive my cute little, yellow fiat around the parking garage and smile when I manage to find a spot near the elevator. Yes, I’m that kind of person. I open the door, close it with my hip and head to the elevator leading up to the floor of my flat. The small flat I call home is set in a quaint and cosy location down-town. I bought this apartment because of its stylish, modern and aptly interior design. The two bedroom apartment is designed with a modern kitchenette, a bedroom with a split double bed, a second bedroom with a double bed, a bathroom with a separate toilet and a well-partitioned living area with a double sofa bed.

The elevator doors slide slowly open with a ding onto my floor, and just as I grab the keys and shove it in the keyhole, the door next to mine opens.

I look over and greet Jackson with a smile. “Hi.”

He smiles back as he leans his arm against the door. “Hey.”

Jackson moved in about two years ago. I first met him when he had a house warming party in his apartment and I surprisingly got an invite from him. He’s got shaggy blonde hair that falls into his bright piercing blue eyes. He’s almost a head taller then me, my eyes level to his stubbly chin. When he smiles, his perfectly straight, white teeth reveal themselves and it’s almost impossible to look away from them.

I put the key in the keyhole and turn towards him. “If this is about this morning, I’m so sorry if I woke you up early when I left for work.”

He shakes his head and runs his hand through his bed head hair. “No, don’t be silly. I was up early anyway.”

“You’re just saying that to make me feel better.” I sigh. “I was in such a rush this morning that I totally forgot that these walls are extremely thin, and I wasn’t exactly quiet when I got dressed this morning.”

He chuckles. “What was it this time? You forgot to set your alarm clock the night before?”

My eyes widen in surprise. “How did you guess?”

He crosses his arms over his broad chest and shrugs. “It wouldn’t be the first time it’s happened to you, right?”

Just as I get a chance to answer, a feminine voice comes from behind stops me.


He smiles politely. “Excuse me.”

My smile slowly disappears as I watch him pass and greets a beautiful curvaceous woman with long platinum blond hair, kissing her on both cheeks. “I wasn’t expecting you today. Was the drive okay?”

She scoffs. “I missed the turning to the parking garage again!”

“How many times has that happened, now?”

I watch her as she smirks up at Jackson. “Shut up.”

As they come closer to me, I can’t help but wonder if she’s his girlfriend, and from the way he wraps his arm around her shoulders makes me think that she probably is. But then again, Jackson rarely has any guests over and I’ve never heard anything sexual going on. Anyhow, she sounds like a lovely person and not to forget beautiful.


I turn my attention back to my door, and turn the key when a voice halts my movements.

“Oh, Lisa?”

I jerk when I see Jackson standing next to me. “Yeah?”

“I just wanted to ask you if you had any of my mail delivered again to yours instead of mine.”

“Just a sec.” I open my door and pick the mail up off the ground and stand back outside. “I’ll check for you now.”


I carefully check the front of every single envelope, but neither one has Jackson’s name on them. “No, I don’t think so. Sorry.” I give him an apologetic look.

He looks at me reassuringly, then waves me off. “No, it’s alright.” His face saddens. “It probably hasn’t arrived yet.”

I smile reassuringly. “It’ll be here, don’t worry.”

He looks away into the distance. “But it was supposed to come today. I’m gutted.”

What could it be that he’s waiting for?

“What are you expecting today? Anything important?”

“Yeah, your birthday card.”

My what?

“You bought me a birthday card?”

He nods. “I remember the day of your birthday because when your best friend visits and sings happy birthday, it’s like she wants the whole world to know. And anyway, I found this website where you can customize your own card, so I did.”

I gasp. “Jackson! You didn’t have to do that.”

He looks back at me. “I know, but I did.”

I bite my lip. “hank you. Thank you so much.”

He sighs. “Don’ thank me. You didn’t even get it.”

I nod. “I know, but it’s the thought that counts, right?”

“Right.” He looks back to his apartment door, then looks back at me. “Anyway, I better go back. Chloe’s probably waiting for me to start making her lunch.”

Right...the girlfriend.


“See you later, Lisa.” He walks towards his home when to my horror, my mouth decides to speak for itself. “Have a nice evening.” I blurt out.

He turns around and smiles gently. “You too, Lisa. And happy birthday.”

I watch him enter his apartment and sigh in disappointment.

Why are all the nice guys taken?

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