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Awfully Ambrose
By Lisa Henry & Sarah Honey
Bad Boyfriends, Inc, Book 1
Ambrose Newman is a bad boyfriend. Professionally. If someone’s parents don’t approve of that long-haired unemployed bass player they want to date, that’s where Ambrose comes in. For a few hundred dollars a night, he’ll go to dinner with a client and their parents and show them that the grass is definitely not greener on his side of the fence. It’s dead. When Ambrose brings a date to a fancy restaurant, it isn’t sparks that fly—it’s glassware.
After his last boyfriend turned out to be a cheat, Liam Connelly has no interest in dating again, but his parents are determined to see him paired off. When they come to visit, he hires Ambrose to act as his boyfriend. If Ambrose can be a bad boyfriend, he can be a tolerable one too, right? But Ambrose plays the part too well and scores an invitation to spend the Easter weekend with the Connolly family at their winery, and Liam finds himself developing real affection for his fake boyfriend.
But does Ambrose return those feelings, or is it all an act?
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Liam stepped up onto the porch of the cabin. The door was ajar, propped open with a shoe. He rolled his eyes and pushed the door open with his shoulder, kicking the shoe out of the way when he nearly tripped over it as he stepped inside.
Ambrose was curled up on the bed, hugging a pillow and snoring softly.
Liam moved past him silently into the little kitchen area and began to unpack the snacks. He wasn’t as quiet as he’d hoped—by the time he glanced at Ambrose again, Ambrose was yawning and stretching awake.
“Hey,” he said, his voice sounding muzzy with sleep.
“Brought you some food,” Liam said.
Ambrose sat up, blinking, and smiled slowly. “Yeah?”
“Sandwiches, mostly,” Liam said. “I didn’t know what you liked, so I got some roast beef and chutney, some pulled pork and coleslaw, and some chicken and avocado.”
“Those sound fancy,” Ambrose said, and yawned.
“They’re pretty good,” Liam agreed. “Hey, why were you sleeping with the door open?”
“Oh,” Ambrose said. “Don’t move the shoe! The key snapped off in the lock, and—”
A sudden blast of wind blew the door shut.
“And I didn’t want that to happen,” Ambrose said.
“I’m sure it’s fine,” Liam replied. “It won’t have locked or anything.” He crossed to the door. He jiggled the handle, and it didn’t turn. He tugged it, and the door didn’t shift. “Oh.”
Ambrose looked vaguely apologetic. “I propped it open because the sticky-out bit was sticking out when it snapped, and I thought it might lock.”
“Tongue?”
“Maybe later.” Ambrose grinned and reached for his phone on the nightstand. “Your parents will have a spare key though, right? They can come and rescue us. What’s their number?”
“I honestly don’t know,” Liam said. “We’ll have to look it up.”
“Yeah,” Ambrose said, and frowned at his phone before tossing it on the bed. “And my battery’s dead. You’ll have to look it up.”
“I can…” Liam felt the pockets of his jeans. Then his front shirt pocket. Then the pockets of his jeans again. “I…”
Ambrose’s eyes widened. “Don’t say it! Don’t you fucking say it, Liam!”
Liam squeezed his eyes shut. “I left my phone at the house.” He heard an odd strangled sound, and opened his eyes to find Ambrose contorted on the bed with laughter. “This isn’t funny!”
“It’s hilarious!” Ambrose said, red in the face. “It’s fine! It’s fine! I’ll get my charger.” He rolled off the bed and crouched down beside his overnight back. He rifled through it, stopped, then rifled through it again. “Uh…”
“Is this where I tell you not to say it?” Liam asked.
“Okay, so the good news is I know exactly where my phone charger is,” Ambrose said. He stood up and winced. “The bad news is, it’s in Sydney.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
“I’m not! I swear!” Ambrose made that strangled sound again—the one that was trying hard not to be a giggle. “But your charger’s here, right?”
“Oh!’ Liam grabbed the end of the cable off his bedside table. “Do you have an iPhone?”
Ambrose’s face fell. “I’m sorry, I have to leave you. This can never work out. I’m an Android boy.”
“Are you serious?”
“Yeah,” Ambrose said. “I like their operating system. I find it more user friendly, though I am well aware I’m in a minority on that account. Also, who wants to drop thousands of dollars on a new phone?”
“Not about that! God, are you serious that my plug won’t fit your socket?”
Ambrose raised an eyebrow. “In the interests of you not strangling me right now, I’m choosing not to say what I’m thinking. But you should know I’m thinking it really, really, hard.”
“Shit,” Liam said, and dragged his fingers through his hair. “Are you laughing? Stop laughing! It’s not funny!”
Ambrose did not stop laughing. “It is funny, though! We’re trapped, and there’s only one bed! But hey, at least we have sandwiches! Besides, someone will come looking for us when we don’t turn up for dinner, right?”
Liam wrinkled his nose.
“Right?” Ambrose prompted again, raising his eyebrows.
“Mum might have told me to bring the sandwiches since you already missed dinner with the family,” Liam admitted, “and she thought we’d like some alone time. It’s supposed to be a romantic weekend, after all.”
Ambrose sagged back down onto the mattress, still grinning. “Shit. This is suddenly a lot less entertaining. It’s still pretty entertaining, but now it’s less entertaining.” He tilted his head as if he were thinking and said, “We could break the glass panels in the door?”
“We’re not breaking the glass panels! The panes are too narrow to get through, and we’ll have fucked the entire door. Grandad will go spare.”
Ambrose walked over to the window and tried to open it, but it remained stubbornly closed. “It’s locked.” He raised an eyebrow. “I guess breaking the glass is out of the question?”
Liam gave Ambrose a flat look. “We’re not breaking anything.”
Ambrose shrugged. “Well then, we’re stuck here till they rescue us. At least we have sandwiches. Liam, can you get me a sandwich?”
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About Lisa Henry:
Lisa likes to tell stories, mostly with hot guys and happily ever afters.
Lisa lives in tropical North Queensland, Australia. She doesn’t know why, because she hates the heat, but she suspects she’s too lazy to move. She spends half her time slaving away as a government minion, and the other half plotting her escape.
She attended university at sixteen, not because she was a child prodigy or anything, but because of a mix-up between international school systems early in life. She studied History and English, neither of them very thoroughly.
She shares her house with too many cats, a dog, a green tree frog that swims in the toilet, and as many possums as can break in every night. This is not how she imagined life as a grown-up.
Lisa has been published since 2012, and was a LAMBDA finalist for her quirky, awkward coming-of-age romance Adulting 101, and a Rainbow Awards finalist for 2019’s Anhaga.
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About Sarah Honey:
Sarah started life in New Zealand. She came to Australia for a working holiday, loved it, and never left. She lives in Western Australia with her partner, two cats, two dogs and a life-size replica TARDIS.
She spends half her time at a day job and the rest of her time reading and writing about clueless men falling in love, with a dash of humour and spice thrown in along the way.
Her proudest achievements include having adult kids who will still be seen with her in public, the ability to make a decent sourdough loaf, and knowing all the words to Bohemian Rhapsody.
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