Page 9 of A Little Bit Crazy


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“Do your parents know about the blog?”

“No, not yet. They wouldn’t be supportive,” I admit, and he frowns but nods.

“Anything else I need to know?” He asks.

“I went to boarding school when I was younger. My favorite color is blue. I love seafood and moose track ice cream.”

“I love seafood too,” Rhett says, and I settle deeper into the chair across from him.

We talk about our favorite things for the next half an hour until his phone rings, and I realize I’ve probably taken up too much of his time already.

“I should let you go,” I say, gathering up my things. “Oh, wait! We never talked about what we’re going to say if anyone asks how we met.”

“Why don’t we keep it simple and as close to the truth as possible?” He suggests.

“So, I rear-ended you?”

“Yeah.”

“Will that be enough time to show that this is a real relationship?” I ask, and Rhett shrugs.

“My friend and sister won’t believe it’s been for longer. We’re pretty close, and they would think it was weird if we had been dating for longer.”

“Okay, we might have to keep the ruse going for longer than.”

“That works for me. We can tell everyone that you rear-ended me, and it was love at first sight for me,” he says with a small smile, and for the first time all day, he seems a little nervous.

“Okay,” I say, trying not to blush. “That works.”

“I need to head back to the office,” he says, almost apologetically, as he stands too.

“I, uh, there’s an event at my parents’ house this weekend. Would you be able to join me?” I ask. “I know that it’s short notice.”

“I’m free. I’ll be there. My friend, Anson, has been asking about a double date. Are you free this week if he wants to set something up? I can see if he’s free this Friday?”

“That works.”

“Cool.”

He smiles at me, and for some reason, my brain decides that now is the right time to show him how much of a dork I am. I thrust my hand out into the space between us, and he seems caught off guard, but he reaches out, his big, strong hand wrapping around mine and shaking for the both of us.

His hand is so warm against mine. The calluses on his fingertips rub against the back of my hand, sending shivers down my spine.

“I’ll see you Friday then,” Rhett says, and I nod.

“See you then.”

We head out, and I can’t help but take one last glance back at him as I climb into my car. He’s looking back at me, his dark blue eyes sparkling in the sun as he grins at me and climbs into his car.

Butterflies take flight in my stomach, and I smile to myself as I start my car and head home.

FIVE

Rhett

“I’m excitedto meet your new girl,” Lottie says as she gets out of Anson’s truck.

“Yeah, I’m glad that we were able to set this up so fast,” Anson says.

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