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He grinned. “Hunter looks like he’s about to crawl out of his skin,” he replied in a whisper. I glanced into the living room but didn’t see them. They weren’t in the kitchen, either.
“Where are they?” I asked.
“She wanted a tour of the house before the date ended.” He pointed at the monitor, and I saw they were in Hunter’s room, Sarah’s arms laced around his neck.
“I had so much fun today, Hunter.”
He smiled, but it looked fake. “I did too. We should probably head back out; date is almost up.”
Sarah frowned. “I don’t even get a kiss. Kimber got a kiss.”
Hunter blinked several times, then reached up and pulled her arms from around him. He took a step back and laced his fingers through his hair. “Sarah, you’re a really nice girl, but I don’t think there was a connection today.”
Her eyes went wide before her mouth clamped shut. She gave him one small nod, then turned and nearly ran into the camera that had followed them into the room. “Get out of my way!” she yelled as she marched out of his room. Once she was in the living room, she grabbed her coat. “Date is over!”
Thank goodness Jessie had already fitted me with my mic and earpiece back at the barn, because Jack turned and looked at me expectantly.
I quickly made my way over to my designated mark where Paul was waiting behind the camera.
“Sarah—” Hunter began, before coming to a stop when his eyes landed on me.
“Date is over!” Sarah sing-songed again. Hunter grabbed her hand and drew her back to him.
“Don’t be angry. Surely you had to see this coming? You clearly lied about horseback riding, you can’t stand being in the country, and New York will always be home to you. You said so yourself.”
She folded her arms across her chest, frowning. “It might have worked had you given it a shot.” She narrowed her eyes—then a smile appeared on her face when she looked and saw the camera. It was like someone flipped a switch inside her. “It’s okay, Hunter. We would never work. We’re too different. I want things you’d never want, and let’s face it, you’d never fit in if you came to New York.”
I nearly laughed at the confused expression on Hunter’s face, as he asked, “What just happened? Didn’t I already say that?”
Sarah took both of his hands in hers. “I’m sorry, Hunter. I’m going to have to swipe left.”
My mouth fell open as I stared at the couple. One with a smile on her face, the other clearly confused.
Jack spoke into my ear. “In five, Kipton.”
For a moment, I panicked and fought to get the surprised look off my face as I smiled into the camera.
“It appears the date is indeed over,” I said as I attempted not to look at Winnie, who was behind Paul, observing. “I’m sure you all noticed that we did the date a bit differently today. We’ve decided not to interrupt the dates from this point on. That means no commercial breaks, which allows you to truly feel like you’re on the date with Hunter and the lucky lady. We hope you’ll enjoy the change, and I want to note that because this is our first season, we’re learning right along with you at home.
“Now, both Sarah and Hunter will go to their Truth Booths, which will be streamed immediately on the website. I’ll be just as anxious as you viewers to see what happens on Hunter’s third date. Until next time!”
The camera light went out, and I turned to see half the people leaving Hunter’s place, and the other half getting everything packed up. My gaze swept across the room until I saw Hunter with Jack. They talked briefly, then he made his way up to the loft where his Truth Booth was set up.
Once I had my mic and earpiece out, I made my way over to Winnie, who eyed me as I grabbed my coat, hat, and gloves.
“You’re leaving already?” she asked.
Slipping on my jacket, I smiled. “My work is done. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
And without another word, I slipped out of the house and back to the car for the short ride to Brock and Lincoln’s house. I had hoped to sneak in and slip off to my room, but Lincoln was waiting for me with a cup of hot cocoa and freshly made cookies.
“Did you watch the show?” I asked.
She shook her head. “I promised Hunter I wouldn’t. I do, however, plan on watching the Truth Booth, though I never made any promises about that.”
I chuckled before I took a bite of the oatmeal cookie.
“Do you want to watch it together?” she asked, a hopeful gleam in her eyes.
