Page 27 of The Girlfriend Game
The minute I grab my phone, an incoming message appears in my notifications.
Mountain Man:I’m here.
My head pops back up in excitement and I scan the room for the man I’m supposed to meet. I don’t see anyone fitting his description, except Zeke.
Shaking my head in confusion, I type out my response.
The Other Sister:I’m here, too. Where are you? Already got my coffee.
Mountain Man:I’m in line. How about you?
And the sensation that I was trying to ignore and the coincidence that seems unbelievably implausible hits me with the force of a hurricane-sized wind. The air in my lungs suddenly depletes and I’m gasping for breath the moment I lift my head and my eyes zero in on Zeke. He’s turned back around and stares at me with a wide-eyed and befuddled expression.
Didn’t Zeke just mention that he’s meeting someone here, too?
Coincidence? Maybe.
But he also holds a bouquet of Stargazer lilies. My favorite flowers. Flowers that I recently mentioned I liked to Mountain.
Zeke also happens to be wearing the same clothing Mountain Man said he’d be wearing. A Pilot’s T-shirt, hat, and black shorts.
Oh, dear Mother of All Dating App Disaster stories.
Why must this happen to me?
My Mountain Man date can’t possibly be my client, Zeke Forester.
What cruel joke is the universe playing on me that it has given me my fantasy man in the form of the one and only man I can’t date?
