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WYNONA HAD EXCHANGEDsnaps with Tucker for more than an hour before her eyelids started to feel like they’d been painted in lead. “This is fun and all,” she recorded herself saying, “but I guess we should take a nap in case they send us back out again.”
“I can’t believe she hasn’t told you anything yet,” he typed back. Tucker still wasn’t comfortable filming himself talking. This was okay. She would keep working on him. She was pretty sure that he had no idea what a smoking hot specimen he was.
“I know,” she wrote back. “I’ll let you know when I hear anything.”
“Okay. Sweet dreams,” he wrote. Then his little avatar disappeared from the screen. Apparently he’d been ready to go to bed too.
Wynona got up for one more trip to the bathroom and when she got back, Sarah was calling. She sighed. So much for the nap.
Chapter 41
Tucker was fast asleepwhen his phone beeped. He’d set it on do not disturb unless it was Wynona or that stupid Snapchat app. He was going to have to find a way to get her off that thing. He hoped this would happen naturally when he started spending time with her in real life.
Of course, if she moved back to Nebraska, maybe he wouldn’t hate Snapchat as much. At least it let him see her face. He opened the snap. It was a recording of a very excited Wynona saying, “Great news! I don’t have to go back out tonight!” Then dramatically her smile fell into a frown. “Bad news. Sarah is wondering if you’d like to guide the new team out. And also, there’s another press conference tomorrow.”
The new team? What did that mean?
This was stupid. He called Wynona on the phone like a normal person. As soon as she answered, he said, “Did they fire you?”
“No, no,” she said. “I was told I could go, but I don’t need to. And I’ve got a lot of work to do. I have to organize a lot of that data.”
“Then who’s going?”
“Sorry, I’m really tired. Not making much sense. She’s bringing in an amphibian expert. I guess he’s got his own team.”
“Oh, right. Because you’re a fish expert.”
“Right. I’m a fish expert.”
For the first time, he realized the delicious beauty of a little girl with a fish eyeball stuck to her cheek growing up to be a fish biologist.Slow your roll, he told himself. Now that these two amazing women had merged into one, he was falling way too fast. “Why didn’t they just bring in an amphibian expert in in the first place?”
“I am now getting the impression that people didn’t really expect us to find the western Blake toad, but I’ve been told that they didn’t want to pull this guy off his newt project in Maine.”
“Oh yeah,” Tucker said. “New England Newts are way more important than our toads.” He’d been kidding, but he’d also built up an odd affection for their little scarlet-striped friends.
