Tell Her

Tell Her is a novel written from the point of view of a lovable, ditsy lady-charmer; Danny who is impossibly in love with his best friend Ruby. Only her being his friend isn't the only obstacle he has to overcome...

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2. The boyfriend...

 

There was something about Brett which made me feel like I had to assert my manliness when he was around, naturally Roo noticed and told me off on numerous occasions. Not that it made a difference.

 

The aforementioned DIY Brett couldn't muster the energy to do was putting together a flat pack bookcase and after 20 minutes (10 of those spent locating the bag of screws I'd unintentionally hidden under the instruction manual) Roo and I were sat scrutinising my handy work over a cuppa. 

 

"Thanks Dan," She smiled gratefully, "If I had to wait for Brett to do it, it wouldn't have got done." 

 

I half laughed and nodded, "It was easy enough don't worry. So...things are, you know, good between you two?" I asked trying and failing to sound indifferent. 

 

"Things are okay, we argue but every couple argues, right? It's normal."

 

"True." I couldn't help sounding blunt. I had hoped she’d tell me things were going awful and she couldn’t take anymore, there’s nothing worse for the soul than seeing the girl you love with another man – another less deserving man.

 

“What about you Danny, any special ladies in your life right now?”

 

Yes. I thought smiling slightly, of course there is, there always has been. “Nope, I’m as single as they come.” I waved my hand dismissively and took an exaggerated mouthful of tea, thinking of my next sentence carefully. “I don’t really have time for a girlfriend, what with work and...”

 

“Excuses Daniel, excuses.” She furrowed her brow and then, as if a light bulb went off in her mind, she broke into a heart-breakingly beautiful grin, “OH! I know! I have this friend! She’s-“

 

“No.”

 

“Just listen before you write the idea off, she’s-“

 

“No.”

 

“Danny, you’d love her.”

 

I find that highly unlikely. “No Roo,” I shook my head defiantly, “No blind dates.”

 

“Fine.” She pouted her soft lips. “No blind dates.” She repeated. 

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