Page 74 of My Rules

“Tell me, Nigella, if you were going to find your daughter a nice man, where would you look?”

“A fun man or a nice man?” she asks.

“Nice and honorable.” I think for a moment. “And fun.”

“Hmm.” She twists her lips as she thinks. “Maybe church.”

“Apart from church.” I swing on my chair as I hold my pen in my hand. “Like a nice, wholesome ... good guy.”

“The marrying type?”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Hmm.” She thinks again. “Who is this for?”

“A close friend of mine has a nightmare of an ex, and I want to set her up with someone ... but he has to be good.”

“Hmm, well ... in my experience, I wouldn’t set her up with a doctor.”

“Absolutely not,” I reply. “That is out of the question.”

“And I wouldn’t set her up with a policeman or a security guard. They always seem to be on the prowl for extra action.”

“This is true.”

“And I wouldn’t set her up with an unavailable man.”

“Well, obviously.” I roll my eyes. “If he’s with someone else ...”

“I mean emotionally unavailable.”

“Emotionally unavailable?” I frown. “Meaning what?”

“Well, lots of men think they want to settle down, but the reality is that they like playing the field, so they end up sabotaging every relationship they get into so that they can go back to being single.”

I stare at her for a moment as my mind processes this information.

Hmm . . .

“Sound familiar, Dr. Grayson?” She smirks.

“Not in the least,” I lie as I stand. “Anyway, if you know of any good guys, send them my way.”

“Uh-huh.”

“But he has to be financially independent, good looking, tall, and straight as fuck.”

“Straight?” She frowns.

“I mean, like a good guy. No funny business.”

Neil walks into the nurses’ station.

“Here comes a straight guy right now.” Nigella smiles.

“Yeah, right.” Neil smiles. “Dream on, baby.”

“Dr. Grayson is looking for a straight guy,” she tells him.

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