Page 24 of Just for Fun
She continues sharing all this information with me, and I have to say that I am surprised by how much she’s sharing with me. But it appears to be one of those things when once she started talking, she can’t stop. I try to keep up with everything, but I have a bit of a hard time with it.
“So is your mother going to be there with her date?” I manage to ask when she pauses to breathe.
“No!” She is horrified at the prospect. “She is going to a party that her friends are throwing. I didn’t even know she had friends like that. Why wouldn’t she tell me? Not to mention, she never even thought of what would happen to me. I always go back home for all holidays.”
My mouth opens and closes a couple of times. I want to make every effort to respond, but I have no fucking clue what to say. I didn’t see this coming. Not to mention, I am completely mesmerized by how alive she looks. Her eyes sparkle, and I am so turned on, I want to grab her and march her out of here, then push her against the outside wall and kiss her until we’re both at risk of suffocating.
“I can’t believe I’m telling you all this,” she suddenly gasps in shock. “I never share anything about my personal life with anyone. Please don’t say anything!”
“Who am I going to tell?” I shrug. “We don’t have anyone in common.”
She fans her face with the napkin. “Thank God for that. I don’t know what’s gotten into me.”
With all my blood now pulling into my dick, I can’t think of anything else I could say that would make her feel better. I never imagined in a million years that I’d be this attracted to the mousy girl I found on theHolidatesapp. I’m fairly sure this could be karma for me teasing my friends about finding their significant others on there. And speaking of that…
“Maybe I should tell you about the event I need you to attend with me.”
Zara stares at me with a lost look on her face as she cups her adorable cheeks with both hands. It takes her a minute to process what I just said. That’s fine with me since I need some time to regroup as well.
“Yes,” she exclaims, her hands dropping from her face. “Tell me!”
“It’s for a wedding,” I start.
She frowns in confusion. “I thought theHolidateswas to get a date for a holiday, hence the name.”
That’s something I didn’t think about, and she has a point.
“I guess it’s okay if at least one of us has a holiday related event, right?”
Zara takes her time responding. Now I feel like we’re doing something illegal. But I’m pretty sure the people who invented the app don’t care. We don’t have to submit legal documentation about the holiday we need a date for.
“I guess you’re right,” she finally says, and I can breathe again. “So tell me about this wedding.”
Needing a bit of time to regroup, I grab the glass of ice tea that the waitress brought for me at some point. Apparently, I can’t notice much when Zara Bray is around.
“Well, there’s not a ton to say about it,” I tell her. “My buddy, his name is Ray, is marrying this posh girl from Boston. She told me I had to bring an appropriate date, so… here we are.”
She rests her elbows on the table and leans forward, totally invested in what I’m telling her.
“How did you find out about theHolidates?”
“Oh,” I laugh. “Funny story. Ray actually met his future wife on that app.”
Zara frowns. “I thought this was not a dating app.”
“It’s not,” I agree. “But not like they can control who people fall in love with. In fact, I know two other couples who met through theHolidates.”
She leans back, pressing a hand to her chest. “This is very worrisome, Kyle.”
I snort. “Worrisome how?”
“Well…” She puffs her lips when she lets out all the air from her lungs. “I was under the impression that this was a serious app, where people could connect for the sole purpose of helping out with attending a party where the other person doesn’t want to show up alone.”
“Exactly,” I point at her. “So why worried?”
She leans over the table again. “I’m not looking for a love match,” she whispers, looking around, probably concerned that someone could hear her.
“I’m not looking for a love match either,” I assure her. “So problem solved.”
