What do you get when you write up a Harem Wanted ad as a joke? Add in a crazy best friend at work who decides to submit, said ad, behind your back?
You get me, Sydney Wade. Almost thirty, single, and now the owner of a phone that has gotten over fifty messages from random guys in the span of twenty-four hours. I’m going to kill Jade. That ad was never supposed to get published.
Did I mention I work at the Helena Herald? That’s right, Assistant Editor to the Chief Editor and owner of the paper, my boss Bose, at the very newspaper my wanted ad was published. Let’s just say the boss man isn’t too happy about it.
Anyways, even with my already busy life, I decided to go ahead and go on a few dates. What could it hurt, right? We’ll see how they go. Who knows, maybe I’ll have someone in time to take home for Christmas dinner? Maybe a whole harem of men? A girl can dream.