Page 8 of Love Me Like It's Real
“Cupid’s Speed-Dating? I couldn’t think of anything worse,” I say.
“What’s speed-dating?” Elsa asks.
“It’s when adults have a minute or two to meet other adults in mini dates in hopes they’ll find their one true love,” Caspian answers and I roll my eyes, again.
“That’s perfect!” Elsa says.
“What is, sweetie?” I ask, but Elsa ignores me in favor of whispering in her sister’s ear.
Arya’s eyes widen and she starts nodding with the biggest smile.
“We’re in agreement,” Elsa announces after a few moments.
“In agreement about what?”
“I want to catch in my favor,” Arya says and I bite my tongue. Why do I get the feeling those are Elsa’s words?
“Do you mean cash in?” Arya nods. “Okay. What is it?”
“We want you to go to the speed-dating event,” Elsa says and claps her hands together.
“Excuse me?”
“Yes! What better way to find your one true love, Poppy?” she insists.
Caspian is staring at me, barely able to hold in his laughter.
“Don’t enjoy this too much,” I tell him.
“I’m not!” he says and just then the milk splatters all over his clothes and hair.
“That felt good,” I bite back and he sticks his tongue out but I ignore him and turn to my girls. “I’m not doing that.”
“You promised!” Elsa cries out.
“You did!” Arya adds to the cacophony.
“You’re a take-back-promiser!” Caspian exclaims and the girls start shouting in agreement.
I hate you,I mouth at my friend before I look down at my daughters and accept my fate.
“Fine. One speed-dating event. That’s it. Then you’ll leave me alone.”
The girls cheer and hug each other and even though I dread the event, I can’t help the flutter in my chest at seeing them so happy.
What harm could one speed-dating event do?
THREE
HAYWORTH
“You’re lifting more than usual,” Jason says.
I put down my weights to rest before my next rep and turn to my friend. “No I’m not.”
“Yes you are. Are you trying to impress someone?” He scans the gym looking for anyone I might be interested in but I sigh and start my next set.
“You’re an idiot.”
