It’s a date
Let me know the deets and I’ll come to you
“Deets? Really?”Reenie rolls her eyes. “I don’t think you’re allowed to date someone who says that.”
“Okay.” I push her away. “Stop spying.”
“Who’s spying?”
That deep voice straightens my spine as I lock my phone and set it on the desk.
“What? Nothing.”
Sam is smiling, his cowboy hat now resting on the front desk.
“It’s not nothing,” Reenie responds, her eyes lit up. “Joey here is going through the dating apps.”
“Reenie!” I hiss.
The last thing I want people at work to know is all about my dating life. I mean, it’s a close-knit group and most ofthem already do, but it’s not like I need Sam Shaw of all people knowing.
“Find anyone good?” Sam asks, a tight smile on his face.
“Maybe. I’ll have to meet him and see.”
“As long as someone knows where you’re going.”
I waggle my brows at him. “You worried about me, Sam?”
I don’t know where this uncontrollable urge to flirt with this man comes from, but I can’t help myself. If only he were the one asking me on a date.
“As I always tell Lennox, you can never be too careful.”
“Good advice.”
This time, his smile feels more genuine. “Fathers always worry about their daughters.”
“Part of being a parent.”
“Don’t worry,” Reenie chimes in. “I’ll make sure to keep an eye on her.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I ask, turning to face her.
“Relax.” She waves me off. “I only meant that I’ll know where you’re going.”
“Thanks, Reenie,” Sam answers.
“See if I tell you two anything,” I mumble.
“If your date goes well, maybe you can show me a thing or two about getting on these apps.”
“What?” My eyes lock on to Sam’s. Sam wants to get on a dating app? “Why do you need help?”
“What do you mean?” He looks confused.
I wave my hand in front of him. “You look like that. Pretty sure you could get any woman you want just by looking at them.”
“Thanks for that, darlin’, but sometimes it’s hard to meet people your own age.”
