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I’m a thirty-five-year-old man, not some young kid trying to get laid. I don’t even have the damn thing downloaded.
Shaylea pops her gum loud enough to reverberate through the hall. One hand finds her hip as she inspects the nails of the other. “Are you ready, sugar? I need to freshen up.”
Tucking her into the crook of his arm, Vedant kisses the top of her bleach-blonde head. “See to it, Carlisle, and I’ll make sure Pat offers you the associate director position.”
For several seconds, all I can do is watch the two of them swagger down the hall to their suite.
No way am I going to use OneDate to find someone for a dinner as important as this one.
But Damon Carlisle, Associate Director of Triggerz International? I could get used to that.
“I’ll consider it,” I call after him.
One tan hand lifts beside his head.
“Dammit,” I mumble when he’s out of earshot.
Pain lances my arm when Brandi slugs me. “Hell yes! That could not have gone better.”
“What the fuck were you thinking?” I ask Chuck.
“I wasthinkingit’s been too damn long since you’ve pulled that stick out of your ass.”
Brandi’s hand lands on my chest when I step toward him.
“What’s the big deal, anyway?” he asks.
I run a hand through my hair, tugging on the ends. All I have to do is find a date for a dinner that my career depends on, using the dating app I’ve created, yet admittedly, have zero experience using.
Create a profile. Put myself out there again. Risk the chance of getting too involved.
Cue the panic.
“Hey, there’s nothing wrong with a little light dating,” Brandi says in that motherly tone of hers. It’s the same softness she saves for hurt feelings and scrapes that need a little TLC when it comes to her and Chuck’s boys.
I glare at their hopeful gazes, feeling all the more pathetic at their excitement. Has it really been that long since I’ve even considered the possibility?
“Let’s just hope I manage to find someone sane enough to do the job.”
They both clap my back as we walk the opposite way of Shaylea and Vedant’s suite to our rooms.
“I’ll help you set up your profile,” Brandi offers with a little bounce in her step.
I wince. “Thanks, but I think I’ve got it under control, Bran.”
Chuck eyes his wife. “What do you know about setting up a dating app profile?”
When we pause in front of our adjacent rooms, she lovingly pats his cheek. “You didn’t really believe I was a virgin before we met, did you?”
She swings her hip into the door after unlocking it, tossing a flirtatious smile over her shoulder.
The whites of his eyes show when he turns on me.
I shrug, hiding a laugh and already knowing what’s in store for these two.
“Brandi!” He calls after her just as the door shuts.
“Meet me downstairs in an hour,” I say through the barrier. “If I’m really doing this, I’m going to need a stiff fucking drink.”
