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sitting in a tree not five feet away from the path. A monkey! Where else on earth could you see that kind of amazing wildlife? Definitely not back in Boston, that was for sure.
The other women in her group, Lindsay, Sarah S., and Kymm, couldn’t seem to hide their distaste as they hiked deeper and deeper into the jungle. They seemed like the type of girls that never went to the gym because they didn’t want to break a sweat.
And they kept their model-perfect figures by eating very little and throwing up what little they did eat. Maybe that wasn’t fair to say, but how else could those chicks stay a size zero without ever stepping on a treadmill in their lives?
She felt like a whale compared to them. And she was only a size five, which was on the smallish side compared to her other friends at home. But that was women in Boston for you. Women in Boston were more focused on intellect, and conversation, and wit, instead of dropping five more pounds to squeeze into size double-zero jeans.
Maybe that was why Ky had chosen her for the Jungle Adventure date because she actually had something to say. A little too much to say at times, according to her past three ex-boyfriends, who had all broken up with her because she was too aggressive and too opinionated when she got angry.
So what? Did they really expect her to just sit there and put up with their bullshit when they were talking about the fact that there was no glass ceiling in corporate America today? She couldn’t let that one slide. Seriously.
Unfortunately, Kymm was the first sent home from their group after two straight hours of complaining about how the humidity in the jungle was destroying her hair. And again with the low blood sugar. Jesus Christ, someone get the girl a candy bar!
Ky was a saint. He continued to act friendly and cordial to Kymm, but as soon as it was decision time, she got the ax, and Morgan was the winner.
She must have gotten ready faster than she thought. She had beat Ky to the lobby. In fact, she was the only person in the lobby. She took a seat at the wooden indoor/outdoor hotel bar in the open-air lobby. Without even asking, the bartender handed her a frosted glass of rum punch.
It must be the resort’s signature beverage. Or maybe it was the national drink of Bali, who knew? But the drink was good, and it went down smooth, and it gave her the small buzz she needed to feel relaxed and confident. Like her usual self.
She didn’t know why she was letting the women get to her. If she were back in Boston, these would be the women that she and her friends laughed at in the bars. Women making fools of themselves and showing their cleavage just to get a free drink.
But here, everything was totally backward. She was in the minority because she didn’t wear see-through clothing and stripper heels and gobs of makeup. Was that really what Ky was looking for?
The jury was still out on him. She was actually excited to go on their date because she needed to get to know Ky better. She didn’t want to waste his time, or her time, or any of the other women’s time, for that matter.
She still couldn’t believe she was actually here. She had signed up for Adventure to Love on a whim. Her closest friend at the advertising agency, Jess, had forwarded her the e-mail for the casting call as a joke. At first.
Morgan had deleted it right away. She brought it up later at lunch, making a joke about how she definitely needed a boyfriend, but she didn’t need one that bad. But Jess had surprised her.
“You never know . . . Maybe this would be a good opportunity for you. Aren’t you sick of all the same old, same old in Boston? Maybe this guy is really special. And at the very least, you get to travel to some exotic place for free.” Jess nodded emphatically to prove her point. “I would totally do it, if I didn’t happen to be married, you know.”
Yeah, that. Jess was married to the perfect guy. Smart, handsome, funny, and über-friendly. It was
The other women in her group, Lindsay, Sarah S., and Kymm, couldn’t seem to hide their distaste as they hiked deeper and deeper into the jungle. They seemed like the type of girls that never went to the gym because they didn’t want to break a sweat.
And they kept their model-perfect figures by eating very little and throwing up what little they did eat. Maybe that wasn’t fair to say, but how else could those chicks stay a size zero without ever stepping on a treadmill in their lives?
She felt like a whale compared to them. And she was only a size five, which was on the smallish side compared to her other friends at home. But that was women in Boston for you. Women in Boston were more focused on intellect, and conversation, and wit, instead of dropping five more pounds to squeeze into size double-zero jeans.
Maybe that was why Ky had chosen her for the Jungle Adventure date because she actually had something to say. A little too much to say at times, according to her past three ex-boyfriends, who had all broken up with her because she was too aggressive and too opinionated when she got angry.
So what? Did they really expect her to just sit there and put up with their bullshit when they were talking about the fact that there was no glass ceiling in corporate America today? She couldn’t let that one slide. Seriously.
Unfortunately, Kymm was the first sent home from their group after two straight hours of complaining about how the humidity in the jungle was destroying her hair. And again with the low blood sugar. Jesus Christ, someone get the girl a candy bar!
Ky was a saint. He continued to act friendly and cordial to Kymm, but as soon as it was decision time, she got the ax, and Morgan was the winner.
She must have gotten ready faster than she thought. She had beat Ky to the lobby. In fact, she was the only person in the lobby. She took a seat at the wooden indoor/outdoor hotel bar in the open-air lobby. Without even asking, the bartender handed her a frosted glass of rum punch.
It must be the resort’s signature beverage. Or maybe it was the national drink of Bali, who knew? But the drink was good, and it went down smooth, and it gave her the small buzz she needed to feel relaxed and confident. Like her usual self.
She didn’t know why she was letting the women get to her. If she were back in Boston, these would be the women that she and her friends laughed at in the bars. Women making fools of themselves and showing their cleavage just to get a free drink.
But here, everything was totally backward. She was in the minority because she didn’t wear see-through clothing and stripper heels and gobs of makeup. Was that really what Ky was looking for?
The jury was still out on him. She was actually excited to go on their date because she needed to get to know Ky better. She didn’t want to waste his time, or her time, or any of the other women’s time, for that matter.
She still couldn’t believe she was actually here. She had signed up for Adventure to Love on a whim. Her closest friend at the advertising agency, Jess, had forwarded her the e-mail for the casting call as a joke. At first.
Morgan had deleted it right away. She brought it up later at lunch, making a joke about how she definitely needed a boyfriend, but she didn’t need one that bad. But Jess had surprised her.
“You never know . . . Maybe this would be a good opportunity for you. Aren’t you sick of all the same old, same old in Boston? Maybe this guy is really special. And at the very least, you get to travel to some exotic place for free.” Jess nodded emphatically to prove her point. “I would totally do it, if I didn’t happen to be married, you know.”
Yeah, that. Jess was married to the perfect guy. Smart, handsome, funny, and über-friendly. It was
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