Page 29 of Finding My Charming

Within seconds, the pillow was ripped away. “Don’t be so dramatic!”

“This is too weird. I can’t go meet a bunch of strangers. What do I say? ‘Hey remember me? I think we might be soul mates, you know, based on the two seconds we saw each other at a party.’”

The pillow swung around and hit me in the face. “You don’t say any of that. You saw them and thought they were cute.”

“And? Stalked them online?”

“They already know that part. No need to bring it up. Guys love compliments. Just talk about how attractive you thought they were or how you noticed them, so you asked your friends about them. They love stuff like that.”

“Lies? They love lies?”

“You’re impossible. Do you want to find your mystery man who…” She pointed at my necklace. “…is apparently your soul mate, or is it not worth a few awkward moments to you?”

She had a point.

“I know you agree with me, just say it out loud.”

“You’re right!”

She smiled smugly and pushed me off her bed. “Go home. Let me know if any of the other guys respond. I’ll keep a lookout on the pictures to see if I can find any of the rest.”

“Thanks, Ari.”

“You’re welcome.”

I was almost to the door when another pillow hit me from behind. “Rude!”

“You love me!”

I threw the pillow back at her and shut her door before she could retaliate. She might be crazy, but we’d gotten further in just one night than I thought I’d ever get. I just hoped her plan would work.

Chapter 12

“well? what happened last night?”

I had one foot through the door when Sherrie began her interrogation. I laughed to myself as I walked around the desk and put my things away. We’d spend most of the day before creating the list and making up nicknames to remember the guys. When I sat down, she pushed the chair so I was facing her, trapped.

“We looked through the pictures…”

“And?” She was more impatient than Ari.

“…and we found a few of the guys from the list.”

Sherrie remained silently and seemed to stare into my soul. Slowly, she raised a brow, signaling me to continue.

“And… I’m meeting one of them tonight and another one tomorrow.” Ari sent me a text this morning that mysterious Beanie Man, aka Nix, wants to meet after he gets off work.

She made a noise that was a mix between a squeal and a shriek. “You have two dates? You’re meeting these guys? Oh! Who are they?”

“Tonight, I’m meeting Gray Eyes. Do you remember him?”

She seemed to think. “Yeah, but don’t get me wrong, but I don’t think it will be the first guy. I hope you find him soon.”

“I doubt it too, but at least I’m crossing some off the list.”

“That’s right.” She winked and straightened some papers in front of her. “And who’s behind door number two?”

“The Mysterious Beanie Man.” I giggled. If anyone was listening in on our conversation, they would think we were crazy.