Ephraim's worst nightmare is a Valentine's Day party for single people, yet he lets his friend Andrew convince him to attend anyway. The party shows some promising eye candy, at least, in the form of a bad boy that Ephraim knows would never think of glancing his way.
Kiss Me Quick is a collection of short and sweet stories from authors familiar and new, celebrating the season of love. Come and enjoy these tales of misunderstandings, lonely singles, pining lovers, and so much more! Because if there is one thing that is never in doubt, it’s that LT3 knows the way to your heart, and these stories are a straight shot.
Saints & Sinners
By Kayla Bain-Vrba
Published by Less Than Three Press LLC
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner without written permission of the publisher, except for the purpose of reviews.
Edited by Caitlin Penny
Cover designed by Megan Derr
This book is a work of fiction and as such all characters and situations are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people, places, or events is coincidental.
First Edition February 2012
Copyright © 2012 by Kayla Bain-Vrba
Printed in the United States of America
ISBN 9781620041123
For Nate and JJ. I wouldn't be here without you.
Saints and Sinners
Kiss Me Quick
Kayla Bain-Vrba
Ephraim Kopczynski's original plans for Valentine's Day had been to sit alone in his small apartment, watch the first reality TV marathon he found, and order in Chinese. Instead, he was sitting outside his friend Andrew's house, having second thoughts about going inside to the singles party Andrew was hosting and had insisted he 'needed' to attend.
"You need to get out," Andrew had said. "You'll have fun, I promise. There's no couples or any of that junk—just a bunch of single people looking to drink and party and have fun." And even though Ephraim didn't do much of the drinking, partying, or fun-having, part of him was begging to get out of the house and do something that wasn't accompanying singers on the piano or coaching someone's voice.
Now, sitting in his car outside Andrew's, Ephraim was having second thoughts. Maybe it would be best just to go home and curl up on the couch with some wontons. He wasn't going to know anyone at this party; Andrew's circle of friends was completely different from his own. He was going to end up spending the night sitting awkwardly with people he didn't know and had nothing in common with, being ignored and feeling like an outcast, while the people around him got stupid drunk or high as a kite. The wontons were sounding better and better by the minute. Crab rangoons sounded pretty good, too; maybe—