Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 133688 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 668(@200wpm)___ 535(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133688 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 668(@200wpm)___ 535(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
I wave back, and Gemma looks over her shoulder.
“Make that six…” Gemma grins, then leans forward and lowers her voice. “I saw the way Brittany was giving you bedroom eyes.”
Nearly choking on my coffee, I cover my mouth. “Bedroom eyes? What the hell are you talkin’ about?”
“You’re so out of the game, you don’t even know when someone’s flirting with you.”
“That’s not true…I mean, yeah, it’s been a long time, but she wasn’t.”
“You mean like she’s not right now?” Gemma snorts. “She just flipped her hair while giving you a sultry look.”
“Christ, you watch too many romance movies.”
“Prove me wrong then. Invite her over here.” Gemma arches a brow, challenging me, but it doesn’t matter because Brittany’s already on her way.
“Hey,” Brittany says with a big smile. “How’re y’all doin’?”
“Doing just fine, thank you. How ’bout yourself?” I ask.
“I’m good, thanks. Just wanted to say how nice it was to see you last weekend.” She stares at me intensely, and I wonder if Gemma’s right. “Anthony’s been talkin’ about you nonstop. He’s hoping to take you up on the offer to play baseball with him sometime.”
“Of course. I’m a little rusty, but I’m sure it won’t be a big deal.”
“Okay, great.” She pauses, and the silence between us grows awkward. “Well, I’m sure I’ll run into you again soon, and we can figure out the details.”
Before I can respond, Belinda walks up with our plates. “Alright, kids. I’ll get y’all a Coke refill and be right back.”
“Oh, I can do that.” Brittany grabs our glasses, then returns a minute later.
“Hope you two enjoy your lunch.” She gives me a wink, then walks back to the counter.
I take a large bite of my sandwich and see Gemma smirking at me. “What?”
“I think I just witnessed the start of something…”
“Huh? What’re ya talkin’ about now?”
“Jesus, Noah. What’d she have to do for you to ask for her number…skywrite a message?”
“Why would I ask for her number?”
“Uh…to ask her out. Didn’t you see all the signs? The flirting, the eye batting, the giggling. Then the way she brought up her son playing baseball with you. Could it be any more obvious she’s interested? I’m only shocked she didn’t lean over and touch your bicep.”
I furrow my brows. “You think she was hinting for me to ask for her number?”
“I was two seconds away from giving her my number. That’s how thick she was laying it on.”
“Well, I’m not looking for a relationship anyway, so it’s best I don’t give her the wrong idea.”
“You gonna stay single forever?” she challenges.
“I hope not, but…” I shrug, not finishing that thought.
“Look, I’ve always rooted for you and Katie, you know that,” she says, which is true. Gemma knew I had a crush on Katie and encouraged me to tell her, but I refused. “But Katie might need a little…push of encouragement.”
“A push? What do you mean?”
“Goodness, Noah. Did they not have enough oxygen circulating in prison or something?” she scolds, and I roll my eyes. “Perhaps if she saw another woman pining over you, she’ll remember what an amazing guy you are and what a great friendship you two once had. Maybe she’ll be scared to lose you and finally admit her own feelings…” She shrugs with a devious look on her face.
“Ohhh…you want me to play into some high school bullshit? Got it.” I grunt, shaking my head. “I’m too old to play games, Gemma.”
“It’s not a game, per se. It’s showing her that you have a lot to offer. If she acts jealous or mad that you’re seeing someone, then you’ll know how she really feels.”
“I’m not gonna lead someone on just to see if Katie gets jealous.”
“It’s not leading her on if you’re innocently playing baseball with her son.” Gemma smirks as if she’s just come up with the most brilliant plan of her life. “And what’s the worst that could happen? You could actually like Brittany, or Katie could finally get her head out of her ass. Either way, it’s a win-win for you.”
“I think your pregnancy hormones are sucking the life out of your brain cells because you’ve lost your goddamn mind,” I retort, finishing my sandwich. I’m ready to get back to work and avoid continuing this pointless conversation.
Gemma snickers. “Mm-hmm. Just wait and see, big brother.”
Once I’m back at the gym, I get right to work and lose myself in my thoughts. Though I gave my sister shit for her not-so-great idea, I wonder how Katie would react to seeing me with another woman. I didn’t date much in high school, mostly because I was always hanging out with Katie. The rare times I did go on dates never led to anything serious.
As I glance around and look at the wood currently covering the front window, guilt floods me again. Tyler will never blame me, and I appreciate that more than I can say, but I feel like even more of a burden now. The last thing I’d ever want to do is damage the reputation of his new business, especially before it even opens.