“Thanks for reminding me I don’t have one.”
My jaw drops open. “Are you serious? You’re such a dick!”
He chuckles. “Sorry. Couldn’t resist.”
My nostrils flare; I am so ready to depart. “Have a good night.”
“I doubt that, but thanks.”
Chapter 7
The chapter in which two opposing sides swipe on one anotheragain, despite the heated argument they had last time they matched in the app.
Dex:
Why didn’t you tell me that was you?
Margot:
Why did you swipe on me again?
Dex:
Why didYouswipe onMeagain?!
Margot:
Because. I wanted to see if you had theAudacityto swipe right on me again after I deleted you from my matches.
Dex:
You deleted me from your matches? Weird. I hadn’t noticed
Margot:
LOL you are so full of shit.
Margot:
Question
Dex:
Hit me.
Margot:
Did you recognize me at the restaurant?
Dex:
Not at first. I knew you looked familiar though—I couldn’t figure out why. My brain wasn’t exactly operating at full capacity during that date. Things were slow to click into place.
Dex:
Did you recognizeMe?
Margot: