CHAPTER THIRTEEN
The next day . . .
“I found him.”
Alex glanced up from her desk as Avery excitedly burst through the door. She stood, giving her back a quick stretch, which felt amazing after having sat for so long.
“Hey, sis.” She rounded the desk to meet the other woman half-way. “You found who?”
“Your perfect match.” Avery smiled wide. “His name is Miles, and he’s the V.P. at one of the biggest accounting firms here in the city. And before you say it, I know a guy who works with accounting isn’t your typical jam, but he’s cute, Al. Like really cute. And he’s single, never been married, and no kids so he has lots of money, too.”
“How old?” Alex asked, despite having zero interest in her sister’s sudden matchmaking endeavor.
“Forty-two.”
“The guy’s forty-two, and he’s still single?” She snorted. “Thanks, but I’ll pass.”
“Hey, just because he hasn’t settled down yet doesn’t mean he’s fatally flawed. Look at you.” Avery motioned Alex’s way.
“What about me?” Alex scowled.
“You’re over thirty, never been married, and there’s nothing wrong with you.”
“So?”
“So . . . maybe you and Miles are kindred spirits who’ve been too busy building your careers to worry about a social life or settling down.”
“My social life is just fine, thank you very much.”
“Really?” One of Avery’s dark brows rose high. “When was the last time you were out on an actual date?”
Alex had to think back. Did her dinner with Gordan Crawford count? Before that, she’d gone out with . . . crap. What was his name?
Shane? Shawn. Shephard?
It was definitely something that started with an Sh.
“See?” Avery gloated. “You can’t even give me one guy’s name. Which, I’ll admit, is better than that stretch of time right after the whole Evan debacle. You had so many dates back then I didn’t even bother trying to keep them all straight.”
“Gee, thanks.”
Her sister’s expression softened, and her pretty gaze was filled with nothing but love. “You know what I mean. And I just want you to be happy, Al. As happy as I am with Garrett. And you’re not going to find thatwhen all you do is work all day and then go home to an empty apartment.”
You should tell her about Colt.
“Listen, Aves. As much as I appreciate your heightened interest in my love life, I’m good in that department. Really.”
Maybe.
Only time would tell if this thing with Colt was going to go the distance.
“I call B.S.”
“It’s not bullshit.” Alex gave a vehement shake of her head. “I’m . . .”Just tell her.“Seeing someone.”
Avery blinked. “You are?”
“I am.”
