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It's official. Kara has a death wish. I turn to shoot Kara my best I'm-going-to-kill-you-for-this-later-look before turning back to Sam, ready to deny it. However, Sam looks pleased and I return his grin instead.
"Actually, Kara told me that Brody's has the hottest bartenders. I told her she wasn't lying."
Sam's grin grows even wider. "You think so, huh?"
Did I really just say that? I can't remember the last time I flirted with a really cute guy like Sam. Usually, if a man doesn't fit my description of a potential partner, I don't bother trying to capture his interest. And while the guys I've dated in the past haven't exactly been unattractive, I've been more focused on what they could bring to a marriage rather than enjoying my interactions with them.
Sam pushes away from the bar and grabs a pen and a piece of paper, laying it out on the bar. Right there in front of me, he writes down his number before folding the paper carefully and slipping it into my hand.
"Should you decide you want a bartender for...anything at all."
I give him the sauciest smile I can. "Thanks, Sam."
"Call me anytime," he tells me as I pick up the tray with our drinks.
His comment captures the attention of those around us. Now might be a good time for the floor to open up and swallow me whole.
"Why did you do that?" I ask Kara between gritted teeth as we start walking away from the bar.
Kara shrugs and looks straight ahead, an enormous grin on her face. "Just trying to help you have some fun."
"That was so embarrassing!"
"It was not! You loved it. Don't even try to deny you enjoyed getting your flirt on with Sam the bartender."
"I wasn't 'getting my flirt on'."
"Oh, yousowere. And it paid off. He gave you his number. You've still got it, Claire Bear."
I shake my head at her, but a smile is tugging at my lips.
"Go on," Kara urges, nudging me gently. "Admit it. It was fun to flirt with him, even though he would never pass your first date interview."
"Okay, fine. It was a little bit fun."
"I knew it. Now imagine how much fun you'd have if you actually called him up and went on a date with him."
"But as we just discussed, he doesn't fit any of the criteria on my list."
We reach our table and I put the tray down in time to see frustration flicker over Kara's features.
"What just happened?" Tori asks, looking between the two of us.
"Sam the hot bartender just gave Claire his number and instructed her to call."
"Way to go, Claire!" Tori says.
"But he doesn't fit any of the criteria on her list," Kara continues.
"Oh," Tori says softly.
I sit back down. "You guys know why this is so important to me."
"Claire, when I told you that I wanted to take you out and get you drunk tonight, it was a lie."
"What?"
Kara makes a sweeping gesture over Tori and Danni. "This is an intervention."
