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Mary waves a dismissive hand. “A pilsner, but onlyone.” I smother a smile. “We can't have him ‘pre-partying’ before your speech. This is a charity gala, not a fraternity party.”
“Of course, Ma’am. I’ll have your rosé and beer shortly.”
He scurries off, and my phone vibrates loudly in my purse. I excuse myself to check it—not wanting to offend Mary. There are three emails, including one that I have a new match on my dating app.
Bill, 36, he/him
6’4”, athletic build, Caucasian, brown hair, brown eyes.
Education: Bachelor's Degree
Occupation: Prefer not to say.
Prefer not to say? Twenty bucks says he’s living in his parents’ basement.
In my free time, I like to: work out, play board games, spend time with family.
Favorite music: 90s alternative
Favorite movie:Any Given SundayandSay Anything
Football and John Cusack? This is promising…
Smoking: No
Drugs: No
Marital Status: Never married
Kids: Someday
Pets: Someday
I continue scrolling through his answers, and the only two red flags I notice are his secret job and his name. Who wants to call out “Bill” in bed mid-orgasm?
I swipe to match and receive instructions to coordinate our date. As I’m about to return to the table, I’m frozen in place as Will whispers beside my ear, “Hey, gorgeous.”
A whimper nearly escapes me, and I quickly collect myself before pivoting to face him. “You shouldn’t sneak up on people like that.”
“I couldn’t help myself.” He stuffs his hands in his pockets, biting his lip. “What had you smiling like you won the lottery?”
“I wasn’t smiling.”
Will cocks an eyebrow. “Yes, you were.”
“Well, if you must know, I had a match on the dating app. You should be equally delighted that you won’t have to worry about your mother setting me up with your brother.”
His eyes darken. “That’s not funny.”
“It’s not?” I lightly lick my lip, and his gaze briefly falls to my mouth. “You don’t want me as a sister-in-law.”
“No, I want?—”
“Ladies and gentlemen, it is my pleasure to introduce our first speaker of the evening, Cougars quarterback, William Darling.”
“What were you going to say?” My question comes out breathless.
“Nevermind.” He winks, and as applause fills the space, he raises his hand in acknowledgment to the crowd.
