My contribution to day’s Sneak Peek Sunday is a bit from my quirky romantic comedy Impersonating Dad.
The set-up: Cole Pearson (the female impersonator the story is named for) offers to buy my heroine Macy Vickers dinner, including fries. She balks due to a negative association involving a cockroach from earlier in the evening. Cole, of course, wants to know why.
“It’s just…something that happened at the club that has me turned off of them for a while. I might actually give ’em up for good.” I made a blech face. “Lord knows I need to.” I took the hand he offered and stood.
“What are you talking about?”
“Nothing. Just the typical blathering of a woman dissatisfied with the way she looks, but too lazy to actually do anything about it.”
Cole gave me a slow, assessing look from the top of my Barbra Streisand pageboy, down my soda-splotched torso, past my hips, and down to my conservative flats. He nudged the trashcan out of the way of the door with his foot and pulled me out into the hall. “Miss Macy, you’re a little crazy.”
“Now that’s a new one. Been called a lot of things, but not that. I’ve been told I’m the most staid, predictable person you’ll ever meet.”
He chuckled as he stabbed the elevator button. “I re-state my claim. You’re crazy. Maybe more than a little if you really think that’s true.”
Impersonating Dad, my contribution to Rebel Ink Press’s 2012 Father’s Day anthology, re-releases as a stand-alone novelette on February 17.
Here’s the gist:
Accountant Macy Vickers is the best friend a girl could have. If you ask her nicely enough, she even might do your taxes for free. When you get drunk off your bippy, she’ll scrape you up and get you home. So, when Edenton’s resident party girls, Gretchen and Beth, buy tickets to a drag revue, they immediately recruit Macy to be their wing-woman. It’s not like she had anything else to do.
Unfortunately, every outing with the ditsy duo turns into a disaster, and this one is no different. Gretchen and Beth’s antagonism of big brick house of a meanie leads to Macy dripping with soda and her graceless collision into a female impersonator.
Former journalist Cole Pearson dresses like a lady to finance his son’s college education. Although he wears a mini-skirt better than most and is famous for doing so, he’d really rather spend time watching crime drama marathons. He pegs prudish Macy as a kindred spirit and they spend the evening hiding out together. But what next? Cole travels the country for a living. Certainly he won’t keep a staid number cruncher like Macy on his mind once he leaves. Will he?