A celebrity lives next door to me, and she’s also the woman I was set up on a blind date with...
But lately, she’s been acting kind of strange. Sometimes she leans over the balcony gazing at me with affection for no apparent reason, and sometimes she sends me flirtatious texts in the middle of the night.
“Hey, little brother, the breeze is cool, the moon is bright, the mood is just right, and I’m feeling inspired. Why don’t we head out now and grab some barbecue skewers on Nine Street?”
Good grief, how is anyone supposed to resist that?
(One heroine, sweet everyday romance, lighthearted entertainment industry story. Give it a try...)
