Page 33 of The Hookup Situation
“Hey, they’re very good cheeses.”
I squeeze his hand. “I get off at three today.”
“I’ll be waiting,” he says.
“Stalker.”
“Strategic planner,” he says with a laugh.
A knock on the door makes us jump apart like we were doing something we shouldn’t.
“Jules?” Blaire’s voice calls through. “The afternoon rush is starting, and Tracy can’t find the vanilla syrup that was supposed to be delivered.”
“Coming!” I stand, and Nick does too.
In the small space, we’re suddenly very close.
“This is going to be fun,” he says.
“I’m actually looking forward to some excitement this fall,” I admit.
He steps back so I can open the door, and Blaire is standing there with a knowing smirk.
“Business proposal go well?” she asks, waggling her brows.
“As expected,” Nick says.
Blaire openly swoons. “Please tell me your brothers are available.”
He laughs. “Dyson, but trust me when I say, he’s not your type.”
I lead him through the back exit like he’s a celebrity. He kinda is.
“See you at three, Little Red.”
“Can’t wait,” I say, then turn to see Blaire staring at me when I lock the door.
“Phase One,” she repeats. “That beautiful man made a whole presentation about fake dating you, didn’t he?”
“Maybe. Were you eavesdropping? What the hell?!”
“And you’re going grocery shopping together?”
“Yeah, his place needs food. It’s an essential part to being a human.”
“Uh-huh.” She follows me back to the front. “What is this going to solve exactly?”
“Being believable so Craig will get the hint.”
“Babe, the sexual tension between you two is believable from outer space.”
“That’s just?—”
“Physical attraction, I know.” She grabs the vanilla syrup from exactly where it always is, and I narrow my eyes at her. She was just being my nosy bestie. “Oh, look, here it is.”
“You’re so evil,” I tell her.
“Nah, just supportive. Also, Phase One sounds like foreplay to me.”
