Kiss a Frog (The Book Club Series 1) Read Free

Abby and Laura had. So she worked and ignored her parents’ pleas to straighten up. First she worked as a sales person at a local retail chain, then when they refused her a raise after two years, she went to another, and was finally in a sweet spot at the mall. Somehow, the three girls had hung together through it all, probably only because of the Book Club.
    Lily often felt like a hanger on with them, they had careers and were real grown-ups. Abby worked as an accountant, and Laura worked in the same building as an advertiser. They were together. Always together…Lily was just the third wheel, and she knew it.
    A part of her wondered if they kept her on because they felt sorry for her. She was determined to have something before the rest of them, though, and that was a hot, steamy, sexy as sin boyfriend. She would kiss all the frogs she had to until she met Mr. Right. She was tired of Mr. Right Now.
    Mr. Right could’ve been the guy I puked on…but I’ll never know now!
    If she played her cards right, she’d be a manager by her birthday too. That meant actually showing up to work on time and pretending she gave a shit. It was frankly time to grow up with the edge of thirty breathing down her neck. But with an hour and a half left before work, she had one thing to do first. Picking a website that was advertised relentlessly on TV, she paid her twenty-three ninety-five, mentally groaning at another wasted chunk of change and began setting up her profile.
    This will be easy…
    Ten minutes later, with sweaty palms and a lump in her throat, she stared at the falsified profile information she’d typed into the form.
     
    Name: Lily
    Age: 29
    Height: 5’4”
    Weight: 150
    Occupation: Novelist
    Hobbies: Reading, writing, traveling
    What you look for in a partner: Someone who is funny and goal oriented.
    What you do not want in a partner: An asshole.
     
    She knew damn well she was going straight to the bottom of hell for lying. Truth was, she was Lily, aged twenty-nine, five foot four only with heels on, one hundred and fifty pounds maybe fifteen years ago, who worked at a retail store in the mall, with only reading as a hobby. Novelist she was not.
    The last thing she had to do was upload a picture. Scrolling through her pictures, she found her favorite, one taken in front of the Eiffel Tower when she’d been dating Kory. Yes, it was ten years old, but who honestly put real pictures of themselves up on dating websites? No one, that’s who.
    Her finger hovered over the Enter key on her keyboard and as though fate grabbed her hand and made it move, she pressed the button. As her profile uploaded, she did the same thing she’d done since forever when she got nervous…she ran to the bathroom and puked, long and hard into the toilet.
    It was too late, the deed was done, and she was online. She self-consciously reached for her ass, checking to see if maybe it was on fire for all her lies. So far so good…now I have to get ready for work.
    She showered quickly, and brushed the vomit out of her teeth before getting dressed. They didn’t have uniforms at work, but they were expected to dress nicely. As she yanked on her stretchy black pants and flopped across the bed to button them, she groaned. Too many muffins…but they’re so good!
    Her triple D boobs were hoisted into her ugly granny boulder holder, and she pulled a thin, pink sweater on top of it. Glancing in her full length mirror, she winced at the girl staring back at her. Boobs, too big. Belly, too big. Butt, oh God, way too big. Mousy brown hair and big eyes.
    Not even bothering to put on makeup or do more to her damp hair than sweep it into a clip, she jammed her feet into her comfortable loafers and rushed for the door. Slinging her purse over her shoulder, she grabbed her ugly brown smock and hurried out of her raggedy apartment.
    Laura and Abby lived in the “good” neighborhood, each having a fabulous apartment with a killer view of the skyline. Lily lived