Page 48 of Clean Out of Luck

I take her advice because she has good fashion sense.

WADE

How are you getting to your date?

SCARLETT

I was planning to fly on my witch’s broom.

WADE

Oh, you decided to dust that off and bring it out of the closet, did you?

SCARLETT

It needed a tune up.

I text Lilly back—at least she gave me trustworthy fashion advice.

SCARLETT

I’m wearing the shorts and blouse. Thanks for your help.

LILLY

Good luck!

My phone chimes again and it’s another text from Wade.

WADE

Why don’t you let me drive you to your date?

SCARLETT

Because I don’t want you to ruin it. This one feels like a more natural date.

WADE

Does this feel like it’s raising any red flags for you? Because I feel like there’s a red flag waving. What do you mean by natural?

SCARLETT

This is not a red-flag date. I don’t think. I’ll call you if I have a problem.

WADE

Just give me the guy’s name.

SCARLETT

No.

I ignore my phone chime and continue getting ready. I want to have a fresh face of makeup. This guy was cute and charming. He didn’t come across as either nervous like Peyton or super outgoing like Liam. Not that those are bad things, but just not what I’m looking for in someone I date. I need someone I can relax around.

This guy seemed, well, rather self-assured. Like I wouldn’t have to either carry the conversation or need five espressos to keep up.

My phone chimes again. I glance at it as I pull on my shoes.

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