"Okay, see you later then. I'll drop off those passes later this afternoon. I'll leave them in the mailbox if you aren't home."
"I look forward to it."
I listened as the chairs scraped across the floor and went back into my room, shutting the door.
Ainsley
A trial for my father.I let out a breath, not sure if I was ready for him to start dating. I leaned against the cool door, trying to cool myself off. I grabbed my phone and dialed Carly’s number. While waiting for her to answer, I grabbed the magazine I had purchased, flopped down on my bed, and began flipping through the pages.
"It's about time you called me back. What the hell took so long?"
"Yeah, sorry about that," I said, continuing to flip through the pages. "Spencer asked me to babysit."
"Tonight?"
"No, not tonight," I bit out as I slowly flipped the page.
"So then you are coming with us tonight right?"
I flipped to the next page and instantly all the air left the room. In front of me was an ad forFinding Foreverwith Spencer on it. He sat at a table, a coffee in front of him, looking into the camera, those blue eyes of his sparkling. Spencer Brooks ownedFinding Forever; it was one of the top, elite matchmaking companies in the world, and I would soon be working side-by-side with that hunk of a man. "Holy shit!" I exclaimed.
"What?" Carly asked with excitement.
"You're never going to believe this. Do you have the newCosmomag that came out last week?" I questioned, looking over the ad and all the manly goodness that was Spencer in the photo.
"Yeah, I think so, why?"
"Get it and look at page twenty-five."
"Ainsley, really, I just need to know if you are coming tonight. Seriously, babe, I need to get the reservations placed. The place fills up so fast, and if I don't, my head will be on the chopping block."
"Get the magazine!" I gritted out between clenched teeth. "Page twenty-five."
I studied the page, and that was when I noticed in small letters, in the upper right-hand corner of the page, what appeared to be an ID handle for his dating site.
"What am I supposed to be looking for?" Carly huffed.
"My God, just go to page twenty-five. You'll see." I could hear Carly frantically flipping through the pages, and finally she stopped.
"Yeah, so, it's your Greek god, so what."
"Look up in the corner. Looks like it could be his ID handle, RomanticAlpha42."
"Oh, Ainsley!! You're crazy. As if the man is going to post his real handle to the world. Get a freaking grip. Now are you coming with us tonight or not?"
I slid off my bed and wandered over to my desk and opened my laptop, quickly typing inFinding Foreverin the search bar. Within seconds, the page had loaded. "Um, sure, I guess."
"All right got to go. Oh, and, Ains, don't do anything stupid, okay."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Exactly what I said. Don't do anything stupid. Promise me."
I rolled my eyes. "I thought you had to place the reservation?"
"I do, just don't do anything stupid."
"Go call," I said and hung up the phone, burying my face back into the computer.