I open my mouth, but he continues.
“You find the time to focus on someone else for a change, notjustwork, and fall in love on that little dating app. Then I’ll take my name out of the running.”
“Really?” I could lie and tell him I’m in love in five days. But he’s playing with me, and I’d rather not risk it. “No. I’mgoing to go talk to Dad.”
I try to turn, but he stops me with a hand on my chest.
“Dad won’t choose between us. He’d rather have us split the job, which you’ll hate.”
Dang it, he’s right. Dad is kind to a fault and has never chosen favorites.
“Fine.”
Sean beams like he’s already won.
Not this time, little bro.
“Let’s put a time limit on it,” Sean says, and he thinks it over for a moment. “You have a month. And no faking it.”
Well there goes my entire plan.
“That’s only thirty days.” I’m confident I can find love, but maybe notthatconfident.
“The average person falls in love in ninety days,” Trent chimes in, and both Sean and I look at him.
“How do you know that?” I ask.
“It doesn’t matter.” Sean cuts in. “Prove you’re better than the average Joe. You in or not?”
“Fine.” It’s not that unreasonable.
Who am I kidding? This is insane.I don’t have time to fall in love. I need to be working. Dad asked me specifically to make sure the Resten job gets out on time, and it’s huge. I’ll be lucky to find time for dinner in the next couple of days.
Once again, my overconfidence has comeback to bite me in the butt.
“Hope you got a girl in mind.” Sean slaps my shoulderand heads out of the break room. Trent follows. Those two travel in a pack. It must be a twin thing.
“Sorry, bro,” Grant says when they are gone. “But online dating, really?”
So glad we circledbackto that.
“I wanted to try something new.” I sigh. That’s at least a partial truth.
Grant nods like he understands. “Well, got any leads?”
I open my phone again and find the application waiting for me.
“Not really.” I swipe to the left on the next one, and then stop, my finger hovering over the screen.
That girl looks familiar. She’s gorgeous with rich brown hair and bright green eyes.
I tap on her profile, but there are no other pictures. She’s a math major who enjoys reading. That’s it. Literally, the smallest bio I’ve ever seen. Which could very well mean it’s a fake, and I’m about to strike out on my first choice.
I study those piercing green eyes. It’s worth the risk.
Chapter 5
Juliet
