Page 5 of Wait for Him

“And?”

“And now I wait to see if he likes mine.”

She stares at me for a minute. “That's your plan?”

“That's how the app works.”

Before we can argue anymore, my phone dings with the very specific notification sound that has my attention snapping down to the screen.

Jackoftrades20: If I rob this hotel bar, will you be my lawyer?

Jade's mouth drops open as she reads the message over my shoulder. Then her eyes travel pointedly down to my lap before coming back to my face.

“Your thighs are clenched.”

I immediately separate them, which only makes her grin widen.

“Fuck you.”

“Not tonight, babes.” She kisses my cheek. “You've got Blondie for that.”

“Go. I'll be fine.”

Her expression softens just enough to make me regret saying it because I know what's coming next.

“Tomorrow will be better than today.”

Another peck lands against my cheek before I can tell her to stop being sweet to me, and then she's gone, heels clicking across the floor toward the elevator with Brandon's keycard tucked warmly into her bra.

I watch until the doors close behind her before looking back down at my phone.

If I rob this hotel bar, will you be my lawyer?

A smile spreads across my face, and I don't realize until this exact moment how badly I needed one.

Then I laugh.

I can't help it. It's so fucking cheesy. Not even good cheesy. The kind of line that should earn an immediate eye roll and possibly disqualify him from having that face, but instead I'm sitting alone at the bar grinning down at my phone like an idiot.

I glance at his profile picture again.

Pretty and funny.

Dangerous combination.

My fingers hover over the keyboard while I consider how much effort I'm willing to put into this. The entire point of opening RAG tonight was to avoid effort. Find someone attractive, establish compatibility, scratch an increasingly persistent fourteen-month itch and go back upstairs with significantly less tension in my shoulders.

I don't need banter.

I definitely don't need charming.

And yet I'm still smiling when I type.

Rosepetal01: You can do better than that. Get to the bar and buy me a drink. I’m having whiskey on the rocks. I’m in a red top and black skirt, and no shoes.

I close the app and wait.

It doesn't take long before the sexiest man I've seen in a very long time sidles up to the bar.