Page 19 of Dashing for Love

Today’s good luck charm

I smile and start to write back, when Reid leans over. “What’s that?”

I blacken the screen. “Nothing.”

“Oh, that’s way more thannothing. Ox, I think our boy might be chatting it up with someone.”

Ox perks up. “Ooh, who are we talking to?”

I try to will away the heat creeping up my neck and repeat, “It’s nothing. I’m not talking to anyone.”

Reid and Ox look at each other, then stand. Before I can process what they’re doing, they’ve each hooked my arm in theirs and are walking me out of the diner.

Tom and Jerry hoot behind me. “Get him, boys!”

I barely have to walk for as tight a grip the guys have on me. “Remind me never to actually get in trouble with you two.”

Reid opens the door. As we go outside, I ask, “Is this legal?”

Ox laughs. “We’re not arresting you.”

“But wearegetting the story out of you.”

They let me go and I straighten myself, then point at Reid. “You were never this nosy when you first got here.”

Reid smirks. “Consider it payback for your meddling, then.”

“Fine,” I sigh, running a hand over my face. “But you two need to keep this between us. No one else. Not even Willa.”

“Wow, keeping something from your best friend?” Ox says. “This I gotta hear.”

“I joined a dating app.”

They both look at me, waiting. “And?” Reid prompts.

Oh. Maybe this isn’t the big deal I’m making it out to be. “It’s called Blinding Love. They match you based on a big profile you fill out, and you don’t get to see pictures of the person until you’re a certain number of messages and time in.”

“I’ve heard of that,” Ox says. “Honestly thought of using it myself. It’s not easy trying to find someone.”

“Exactly.”

“But I thought I saw a picture,” Reid notes.

“You did. The app won’t allow photos of faces yet, but we can post pictures of other things. I’ve been talking to someone for a week.”

“What’s their name?” Ox asks.

“Dawn.”

Ox looks at Reid. “You hear how he said it?”

Reid smirks at me. “You like her.”

I groan. “Are you two twelve? Yes, I like her. It’s only been a week, but so far, yeah. She’s…she’s pretty great.”

“What are the odds that I have two people in my world who are doing dating things?” Ox muses. “First, my brother in that wild twenty-four-hour business, and now you in the Blinding Love app. I think I’ll do it.”

I start. “Seriously?”

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