Page 19 of Seizing Mack
He gaped at her. “You’re killing me, Mack,” he said, shaking his head. “I swear to God. Everyone over the age of twenty has, at the very minimum, accounts on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram.”
She blinked, her face blank. Chrissy, her honeymooning receptionist, handled all the social media stuff forSeize, and Mack had never really felt compelled to put her personal life out on the internet.
Jay muttered something unintelligible. She managed to pick up the words ‘antisocial’ and ‘cavewoman’ in there somewhere before he got that all-too-familiar look of determination on his face. “Baby girl, we are going to set you up. Where is your laptop?”
Like she was going to tell him. The man couldn’t go fifteen minutes without texting, tweeting, snapping or Liking something. Mack didn’t have the patience for sitting still for more than a minute at a time, let alone spending hours in front of a computer reading about other people’s lives (although she did appreciate the occasional cute baby animal pics that Jay instant messaged her).
“I’ve got a better idea,” her eyes suddenly lighting up.
He eyed her warily. “I’m seriously afraid to ask.”
“Let’s rusticate.”
“Is that legal?”
“Fidiot. Rusticate means to unplug for a couple of days. Take a vacation from everything digital. No email, no computers, no cell phones.”No Delilah or tingle-inducing mysterious detectives.
His expression was one of absolute horror. “You are insane.”
“Am not. Come on, Jay. Next weekend. We’ll hike the gorge, set up camp by the lake, cook over a fire, sleep under the stars. It’ll be great.”
“No way. I have a life, you know.”
Mack sighed, deflated. “Yeah. Good point.” She hadn’t really expected him to go for it, but it had been worth a shot. She had yet to meet someone who shared her love of nature, of going off into the woods for a quick spiritual reboot instead of partying or hanging out. She spent every day surrounded by people, running a business, putting on a mask for everyone else. Was it so bad that she found solace in quiet time away from all that?
Jay looked at her with sympathy. “I’m sorry, Mack. I didn’t mean it the way it sounded.”
“Yeah, you did,” she said, forcing a weak smile, “but it’s okay. It is what it is.”
“You are so freaking awesome!” he said, exasperated. “Why are you so afraid to let anyone see that?”
“Youknow,” she said, rising up on her tiptoes to peck him on the cheek. “That’s good enough for me.”
“Mack, I know you don’t like to hear this, but —”
She reached up and put her finger on his lips. “Then don’t say it, Jay, please. I’m heading over toSeize. Don’t wait up.”
He looked like he wanted to say more, but, smart man that he was, he didn’t.
