I laugh and pull over to type out a response.
Lily: I think I just got hired as a personal shopper by a stupidly hot doctor who lives in a mansion.
The responses come rapid-fire.
Madison: WHAT!
Amber: Pics or it didn't happen.
Emily: How hot are we talking?
Maya: Does he have a brother???
Lily: I'm serious. He offered me an obscene amount of money to help him shop for his family.
Chloe: That's literally the plot of a romance novel.
Maya: Chloe's right. I've read this book. You're the heroine. He's the brooding billionaire.
Lily: He's a doctor, not a billionaire. Probably.
Madison: Ty wants to know if you checked for red flags.
Lily: The book I’ve been reading fell into a bag of groceries. He didn’t seem the least bit weirded out by it. I didn’t see any red flags… unless owning a mansion counts as one?
Madison: Only if he's secretly a vampire.
Emily: Or a serial killer.
Amber: You're all paranoid. Lily, go for it. What's the worst that could happen?
I stare at the messages, chewing my lip.
Whatisthe worst that could happen?
Lily: I'm going back tomorrow to plan everything. Wish me luck.
Madison: Good luck, babe. And if he has a dungeon, RUN.
Holly: Unless you're into that
I'm still laughing when I pull back onto the road.
But as I drive home, my mind keeps drifting back to Ethan. To the way he looked at me. The way his voice wrapped around my name.
Lily.
I've been called Lily a million times. But the way he said it…
I shake my head, trying to focus on the road.
This is a job. A really well-paying job. That's all.
Except I can't stop thinking about his hands. His voice. The way he smiled when I said yes.
My phone buzzes again.
Madison: Also, we need to talk about the book you were reading It is definitely not on the list for this month’s bookclub.
