The Truth About The Other Guy

By Rhoda Baxter

25 year old Aasha has spent her life lying to her parents and pretending she's the good Sri Lankan girl they expect her to be. She's about to come clean when her mother announces she's found her a 'suitable' man… which is not going to end well, because her mother doesn't really know Aasha at all. Or does she?

The Truth About The Other Guy was first published as part of a Mills and Boon anthology showcasing the best in UK romantic fiction (Truly, Madly, Deeply). This story was the only one in the anthology that contained diverse characters.

If you like romantic comedy with sparkling dialogue, you'll love this short story by award nominated author Rhoda Baxter. Pick up The Truth About The Other Guy to discover a new author today.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rhoda Baxter
• Release date: Apr 4, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386838135

Rhoda Baxter

Rhoda writes contemporary women’s fiction with a hint of geek. Back in the early 2000s, when she commuted into London every day, Rhoda read romance novels and wished there were more stories about women who were not obsessed with shoes. Besides which, where were all the nice men - the sort that rely on wit and charm rather than money and biceps? Rhoda now writes the sort of books she wanted to read. She's lucky enough to have several books published by a traditional publisher (thank you Choc Lit!). Her books have been nominated for prizes and her articles have appeared on various websites, including USA Today. In real life, she has a DPhil in microbiolgy, so if her pen name sounds vaguely bacterial, you can guess why. You can find her wittering on about cake and science or making bad puns on her website (www.rhodabaxter.com), or on Facebook or Twitter (@rhodabaxter). Or, if you like, you can email her at [e-mail]. Please do say hello if you’re passing.

Book preview

Welcome

Want more insider info ?

Sign up for my newsletter and get a FREE novella.

Details are at the end of this book.

Enjoy the story!

The Truth About the Other Guy

Aasha sat in the back, slightly out of breath, and tried to do her lipstick whilst the car was moving. In the front her mother was fussing, her bangles clinking as she searched in her sparkly peach handbag for the party tickets. Her father muttered under his breath about how many times she’d asked him about those bloody tickets.

Out of the window, she saw people setting off for a fun night out. Her old friends would be going out about now. So would Greg. And his glamorous new girlfriend.  She’d never realised how many of her friends were Greg’s friends first. Well, now she knew. They got to go out while she got to spend New Year’s Eve with her parents. Going to a Sri Lankan party in London. Great.

She looked over at her father’s silhouette and felt 14 again. She put the lipstick in her clutch bag and sighed. If she’d known then, that ten years later she’d be sitting in the back of her parents car, going to the same party she’d been to every year until she left home, she’d have committed suicide or something. This was crap. It couldn’t get much worse.

I’m glad you could come, said Ammi.

Me too. May as well be nice. Ammi had been so thrilled when Aasha accepted the