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Subject: RE: It’s Ezra—No, you started this. Plus, this is more fun.

Late response? It was two minutes, dude. How about you tell me where you want to take me before I start thinking you’re a creepy serial killer luring me into a white van somewhere? If I like what I’m hearing…and if you bring decent candy, I’ll consider giving you my phone number.

Just close your tabs,

Ezra

Subject: RE: It’s Truett—This is not more fun.

You really make a guy work to get your phone number, don’t you? Fine, I will try to impress you with my brilliant idea, but you should know I’ve never worked this hard to get a guy’s number before. Consider yourself special.

There is this new paint shop that opened in Austin, and you’re talking to a stud with a forty-percent-off coupon just waiting to be used. A coupon, Ezra. I haven’t used a coupon in…forever. This is going to be exhilarating.

Are you impressed yet? Or are you annoyed because you were hoping for something more…not a date?

I’m sure you’re annoyed. But that’s okay! Your annoyance is growing on me.

So, what do you say? Will you check it out with me? At the very least, do I get your number?

Are bite-sized Butterfingers alluring enough?

Truett

Subject: RE: It’s Ezra—I’m mildly interested…in the Butterfingers.

Can’t have you mistake me for easy, Mr. Thorne. Where’s the fun in the reward if you can’t enjoy the chase?

As for forcing me to get out of bed, put clothes on, and drive with you to Austin this morning, I’m not thrilled about it. However, if you think a forty-percent-off coupon will keep us under the budget we don’t have, then I’m willing to take a drive with you.

The plot twist you didn’t see coming,

Ezra

P.S. You’ve earned my number⁠—

There it is.

The ten-digit number that will bring us closer together. That will bring our working relationship closer together, of course.

Subject: RE: It’s Truett—Be still, my heart.

I’m going to miss coming up with fun subject lines.

I’m so excited,

Truett

P.S. You have to put clothes on? So, does that mean you sleep in the nude?

Subject: RE: It’s Ezra—Dot. Dot. Dot.

I gave you my number. Why are you still emailing me?

Don’t be a perv,

Ezra

Subject: RE: It’s Truett—Now I have to find my phone