Page 13 of We Met Like This
“No, I’m Dani.”
“Oh, I know.Myname is Margot.”
She gave me a once-over. “Okay,” she said, her eyes sayingI didn’t ask. “Where is Gloria?”
Gloria was the old receptionist. “She got a new job… six months ago.”
“Oh. Is my dad here?”
“He stepped out a little while ago. You can wait here. He should be right back.” I pointed to the chairs. Behind those chairs were bookcases filled with books. Mostly clients’ advance reader’s editions and hardcovers and foreign versions, but there were other books as well. It was my favorite part about the lobby. Sometimes, when things were slow, I’d sit in one of the wingback chairs and read. “I’ll call and let him know you’re here.”
She held up her phone. “I’ll just text him and wait in his office.”
“Oh, yeah, right.”
She walked down the hall and I buried my face in my hands. Why did that feel like a failed interview? Why did I care what Rob’s daughter thought of me?
“You know why,” I muttered.
Angry at myself for constantly blurring the lines between boss and potential boyfriend, I pulled out my phone to check for messages from actual potential boyfriends.
How’s your day going?A message from a guy named Peter.
Not good.I messaged back.
Several minutes passed before he replied:Would sitting on my face make it better?
Wrong answer, buddy. I hit the unmatch button.
I checked all the other apps, but that was the only message.
My finger clicked on Oliver’s profile, and without thinking about it, I sent him a message:“Would sitting on my face make it better” is the wrong response to “My day is not going well.” Your PSA for the day to help you with the ladies.
Five minutes later he responded.Huh. Seems like a perfectly normal response to me. Romantic, even. Second date talk?
I smiled.Talk for if, and only if, I have in fact already performed said act.
Noted. This is invaluable information. I’m sure to succeed on the apps now.
I gave a curt nod as if he were in front of me to see it, then typed:You’re welcome.
Is this hypothetical or did this actually happen?
I answered:Actually happened.
Tell me you unmatched him.
Immediately.
My favorite message of the week: If I promise you a carrot can I go for a ride?
Did she mean a literal carrot or is that code for something?
I’m not sure.
Was this her first message to you?
Yes.
