Sassy. Just how I liked it.
“Okay, then. Tell me the wildest thing you’ve ever done,” I said.
She took a sip of her red wine, probably to stall for more time.
“I shoplifted some gum when I was in middle school.” Satisfaction had replaced her indignity.
But I wasn’t letting her off the hook.
“Maizy, every middle schooler I’ve ever known has tried shoplifting. I wouldn’t put that in the wild category.”
She tilted her head. “Okay, then. You tell me what you’ve done that was wild.”
Fair enough.
“I rode a motorcycle across Thailand into Burma, where I was chased back out by some military thugs.”
“You’re making that up.”
I held my hands up in the I swear I’m telling the truth gesture. “I really did do that. The summer after I finished vet school. I wanted to take a break before I started working. I wouldn’t do it again. Being chased by thugs, with guns, in a foreign country is no fun. I do not recommend it.”
Yeah. Top that.
“Well, there’s a lot said for being the responsible sibling,” she said defensively.
I’ll say.
I reached for her hand. “You were really patient with your sister. That was very cool.”
A drop-dead gorgeous woman, with a hippy sister named Sparkle, who had a rat named Cher.
I sure hadn’t seen this coming.
Chapter 9
Maizy
Who would have known that when I brought Sparkle and her rat to the vet, I’d end up having a drink with a handsome new guy just twenty-four hours later? Seemed like the gods of dating were smiling down on me, in spite of the disaster of the matchmaking agency.
But was I getting closer to having a significant other before my review?
Maybe, maybe not. But I sure as hell was exploring every option before me.
I’d been hanging out with some hot as hell men lately, but this guy just about put me over my edge. He had this tousled black hair and long-ish sideburns, some crazy thick eyelashes, and a slightly crooked nose.
Maybe from those thugs who chased him out of their country?
Who did that, anyway? Rode a motorcycle into a country where he didn’t know the lay of the land. Before you went to a foreign country, didn’t you check online to make sure it was
a safe place?
I guess not everyone did that.
But I did. Or I would. If I were going somewhere. Which I wasn’t.
“How’d you know you wanted to be a vet?” I asked.
He shrugged. He probably just fell into it. Guys did that.