Page 44 of The Billionaire Love Match

This made Colt sadder than any other single thing he could remember in recent years. He still couldn’t wait to get off this boat, but he felt for Becca.

“Look,” he said. “They’re bringing up dinner for us in a minute. Want to exchange terrible dating stories? I’ve got some too.”

“That’s weird,” she said. “Considering you just broke up with me.”

“Feel free to add this date to the top of your list.” She laughed. “But for now, might as well enjoy sharing the runners up. Yeah?”

She nodded and a small smile lit her face, the first one he’d seen that looked truly genuine.

When the boat finally docked at the marina again as the sun began sinking into the horizon, they had laughed over some truly terrible dates and had a not-unpleasant dinner. When she wasn’t trying to put his whole face in her mouth, Becca wasn’t so terrible.

As she hugged him goodbye outside the limo taking her to what he assumed was a hotel producers would have set up, she leaned close. He thought with panic that she was going to stick her tongue in his ear, but instead she whispered, “Thanks. For not, you know, making that so terrible. You aren’t going to make the list of terrible dates at all.”

She tossed him a smile as she got into the limo.

Feeling good about the date was short-lived as he got back to his car and saw a text from his mother: CALL ME.

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