Page 52 of No Match Found
“Someone die?”
“What?” My phone clattered to the floor, and I hurried to pick it up, emerging with a red face. I hoped Grant would assume it was from bending over. “No.”
Grant shut the office door behind him and shot me a quizzical look. “Why the long face?”
I put my phone aside and fixed my glasses. “This is my normal face, Grant.”
He seemed amused by that as he sat down. “I know your face by now, Vivian. You’re upset about something.” He surveyed me. “Or sad, maybe.”
I laughed. “I’m fine.”
His eyes searched my face for a second, as though he was deciding whether to push more. “Did I miss any excitement after brunch yesterday?”
Youwerethe excitement, my head responded.
“Nope,” I replied. “Not a thing. You get all your errands done?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Of course he didn’t go into detail. Getting information out of Grant was like milking a steer.
I gathered up my things.
“Where are you going?” he asked.
“Lunch meeting,” I said, trying to match his information stinginess.
He watched me for a second, eyes narrowed. “You’re not sneaking in a second date, are you?”
My mouth spread into a grin as I headed for the door. “Maybe I am.” I totally wasn’t. But it was too tempting to see how he would react.
He stood.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Coming with you.”
He was calling my bluff.
But I wasn’t about to fold. “Great.” I grabbed the door handle. “Tanner will be over the moon to see you again.”
Grant had followed me to the door, but he paused. “You’re going out with Tanner again? Already?”
I propped the door open. “Is that a problem?”
“No. It’s just that, at this rate, I’ll need to carve out next weekend for the wedding.”
I patted his shoulder. “You won’t be invited.”
He clucked his tongue. “So quick to forget the people who supported you from the start.”
“I’m not sure if commandeering the first date qualifies as support.”
He smiled. After a second, his eyes grew more serious. “Are you really going out with him again?”
I hesitated. Yesterday, I’d taken the turn of events in good grace, happy enough to revel in Grant’s discomfort. But if I was being completely honest with myself, there was a part of me that felt dumb for being so easily overshadowed by Grant.
It might be nice to let him think Tanner had been into me enough to want a second date right away.
