Opening the app, I’m completely shocked at what I see.
“Oh, my goodness.”
“What?” Mitch asks, sounding alarmed. He takes a step closer to me.
Turning my phone around, I show him what I’m looking at.
“I have twenty-two matches on this app.”
His brows pinch, and for a moment, a look crosses his face that I can’t quite read. Before I can really study it, it’s gone and in its place is a smile.
“You sound shocked. I told you this would happen.”
Turning the phone back to face me, I stare down at the men on the screen. It’s not that I thought I was unattractive. Don’t get itwrong, I don’t have low self-esteem. I just didn’t think any guy would be interested in me after all this time.
“I don’t know how to feel about this.” I admit out loud.
The cashier gives Mitch the total, and he pulls his card out of his wallet. Before turning to face me.
“You should feel good. Now you can see that what we’ve been telling you is true. You’re a beautiful and desirable woman, Ella.”
My face heats as I blush. Mitch takes his card back from the cashier and places it in his wallet before grabbing the bag.
“This is great news,” he says, looking down at me. “Maybe not for old man Randall, though.”
I toss my head back and laugh as we make our way out of the store. Honestly, I wasn’t even sure about the plan to have a date for the wedding. But now, maybe this all could work. And more importantly, maybe somewhere in this app is my true forever.
Makeover
Chapter Six
Ella
Two weeks have passed since the night I set the dating app up on my phone. Since then, I’ve gotten a bunch more matches.
However, I quickly realized a lot of the guys weren’t genuine contenders. One guy immediately asked for nude pictures, and another guy straight up asked to have sex. He didn’t even speak to me first. I’ve gotten a little better at weeding out the guys that want to date and those that just want to waste your time.
I smile down at my phone from the picture that Mitch sent me. Our next project is to change the sink in the boys’ bathroom. Isent him a few ideas of what I was looking for, and he sent me the order confirmation for a vanity he bought.
ME: I love it. But I told you to let me buy the vanity.
Mitchie: Woman, how many times have I told you, I’m not taking your money? I got you, Ella. I promise.
Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath. I swear that man has a heart of gold. How many people do you know would go out of their way like he does for his best friend’s ex-wife? I mean, I know he’s only helping because of his godsons, but it feels nice to have someone looking out for me.
Me: Thank you. One day I’ll pay you back.
“Girl, who has you smiling down at your phone like that?” Jada’s question pulls me out of my head.
I quickly slid my phone back into my purse. Jada lived up to her promise and finally got me in to see Jameel.
His salon was in the downtown area. His client list was top of the line. Women came from different states to get their hair done by him. I felt so out of place amongst this white marble and nude, clean line salon.
“That’s not just any smile,” Kareem, Jada’s ex-husband, says. “That is the smile of a woman in love.”
I duck my head to hide my face. If only that were true.
“Now, friend, you haven’t fallen for one of your matches already, have you?” Jada takes the empty seat beside me.
