Delancey snorted. “I guess that pretty much leaves Jace as your choice.”
“I can’t date my ex’s twin brother. That would be weird.” Riley rested her head on the couch, thinking. “Or it would be the perfect revenge.” She considered the idea for another moment. Jace had an on-again, off-again girlfriend. He might be single at the wedding. “Would it be a bad thing to hit on an ex’s twin brother?”
“Yes,” Delancey said.
“That depends,” Annie said, eyes still on her laptop. “Did you date Lucas for his looks or his personality? If you want people to think you’re only dating guys for their looks, then it would be completely understandable.”
In other words, yes, Annie thought it would be wrong.
Riley didn’t want to let go of the idea so easily. “Jace has a good personality too.”
“Yeah,” Annie said, “just not one that’s your type.”
Did Riley have a type? “Maybe I’ve matured and now I’m ready for the smart, silent type of man.”
Delancey flipped a cheese sandwich on the griddle, making the bread sizzle. “Nick Floyd is visiting his parents the weekendafter next. He texted me and asked if anything fun was going on. So he’s a possibility.”
Nick Floyd was Delancey’s brother’s friend, a guy in the class a year older than Lucas and Jace. Riley had only been at school with him for a few months during her sophomore year, so she didn’t know much about him except that he’d been a football player and a partier. After graduation, he’d gone to college and ended up doing something respectable in Bozeman. Some office job that paid well. And unless he’d changed a lot, he was good-looking.
“That sounds like he was askingyouout,” Riley said.
Delancey strolled into the living room carrying a plate of grilled cheese sandwiches. “He knows I don’t think of him like that. He was just asking in general—or maybe because he knows I have hot roommates.”
Riley eyed her. “Does he know that?” Or did he just know about Annie? That was the problem with having Annie as a roommate. You were bound to feel insecure by comparison.
Delancey handed out sandwiches to Annie and Riley. “I could ask him if he’d like me to set the two of you up.” Instead of normal cheddar, Delancey had used brie and arugula, then added toasted apples and fig jam. It was a combination Riley never would’ve thought of, but she knew it would taste amazing because Delancey had made it.
Perhaps Delancey could make matches with the same talent she made food.
“I guess it wouldn’t hurt to ask him,” Riley said. “I’m long overdue for a Friday off.” The weekends were the busiest time for check-ins and check-outs, but the season had peaked, and only a few people would be at the inn at the end of October.
Delancey pulled her phone from her pocket. “I’ll text him now.”
This was happening quickly, but maybe that was for the best. Maybe it was never wise to overthink blind dates.
“Don’t make me seem desperate,” Riley said.
Delancey was still typing. “I won’t.”
Riley took a bite of the sandwich. She’d been right. It was a symphony of flavors. Warm and delicious. Who knew fig jam tasted this good?
Delancey’s phone pinged with a message. She read it and smiled. “He wants your number.”
Riley couldn’t help but feel complimented by the speed of his answer. He hadn’t been hoping for Annie, after all. “Okay. Give it to him.”
“Done,” Delancey said.
Done.
Riley really hoped she didn’t regret this decision.
The next day,Nick texted Riley to ask where she wanted to go to dinner and what she’d like to do afterward. Lark Springs didn’t have that many options for after-dinner activities, especially when the weather was cold. She’d already seen the movies she was interested in and wasn’t much of a bowler, so she opted for dancing. She could do that well enough.
A couple of days later, he texted her.I’ve been looking at your pictures online. Love the one of you in the blue bathing suit.
How should she feel about that message? Granted, she’d checked out his social media photos too. She needed to see how he held up in the make-Lucas-jealous-category. Nick had put on a few pounds since high school, but besides that, he looked the same. Sleek dark hair, hazel eyes, and a Roman nose that madehim look like he might have been a chariot racer in a different age. So she couldn’t be upset that he’d looked at social media.
But should he comment on her swimsuit pics?