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I raise a brow.

"You don't look up the percentiles you fall into?"

No. Who does? "I always forget you're a nerd."

"I'm smart, not a nerd."

"Aren't you studying chemistry?"

"With a minor is statistics," she says. "You really need data fluency these days. Everyone does."

Okay…

"I'm in the ninety-fifth percentile," she says. "Women's height."

"Congratulations," I say.

"Are you going to look?" She motions to my cell.

"In front of you?"

"Yeah, why not?" she says.

"Maybe I want some privacy."

"You really shouldn't work at Inked Love."

"Isn't this sexual harassment?" I ask.

"Probably. Do you want to report it to HR?"

"Who's HR?"

"Chase?"

"Chase is scary calm now that he's a dad."

"Yeah, he has a real daddy vibe, for sure," she says. "Kidding."

"Are you?"

She motionssorta. "Okay, I can go back to work, but you have to go back with me."

That's fair. I am late, and she is the assistant manager for the moment. "It might be SPAM."

"Just look."

I do.

And it's not SPAM or a new entry fromHearts and Thorns.

It's Imogen.

Imogen: This might be a little forward, but I would like a round two. Actually, I'd like to try to make this a regular thing. I had fun last night. I'd like to have fun all summer.

Luna squeals. "Good news?"

"Yeah," I say.


Tags: Crystal Kaswell Romance