“I’m sure,” I say. “Last time was enough.”
She shakes her head. “It’s a great place to meet guys. That’s where Chase and I met.”
“The DJ, right?”
She brightens. “The very one!”
Truthfully, Suzy dates more than I can keep track of. She moved here two years ago and threw herself into crafting her dream New York life with enviable enthusiasm. Her social media is full of cocktails on rooftops.
She looks down at Ace, his head in her lap. “Can I be honest with you?”
“Of course you can.”
“I’m not sure I’m going to stay with Chase much longer.”
That’s not a surprise. “Oh? Why not?”
“I thought dating a musician was amazing at first. But… well, he’s thirty-two and doesn’t have a place of his own. I don’t know if that’s really for me.”
I smile at her. Beneath her veneer, Suzy’s good stock. “I think you might be right.”
“That doesn’t mean, however,” she says, holding up a hand, “that Ivory doesn’t have great quality guys. Before Chase I met the banker there, remember?”
“I remember.”
“So you should come along. You’ve been single for too long, Summer.”
I give her a confident hair toss, playing it off with drama. “What do you mean? I’m thrivingon my own.”
“But wouldn’t it befun?You’re so good at matchmaking, it should be easy for you to find someone yourself!”
I shrug, turning toward the coffee machine. My best friend Posie often says the same thing, but it doesn’t seem like there’s a correlation between the two.
“I go on dates,” I say. “Plenty of them.”
Suzy makes a sound of disbelief. “Yeah, right. Do you know what? You should go out with the delivery guy!”
“With Dave? Where did that come from?”
She gives me a triumphant look. “He always lingers when you’re around. I’ve caught him stealing glances toward your office every time he’s here delivering our packages. Remember the time he played with Ace for ten minutes?”
“Everyone loves dogs.”
“Yes, but he did it after I told him Ace wasyourdog. Before then he’d always rushed off.”
I take a sip of my coffee, my cheeks heating up. Suzy, despite her kind nature, mostly swims in the shallow end of the pool of life. She is, however, a great reader of men’s interest. “You think so?”
“Oh yes. Try talking to him the next time he’s here and you’ll see just how responsive he is. You’re gorgeous, Summer, and he’s average. He won’t know what’s hit him.”
I shake my head at her. If there’s one thing I’ve learned in my matchmaking days, it’s that beauty and appearance matters little when two people don’t have chemistry. And when they do, it doesn’t matter at all.
She holds up her hands. “Sorry, sorry. I know you don’t like ranking people on their looks.”
“No, I don’t.”
“Well, it’s the truth.”
I take a sip of my coffee and decide to deflect. It’s a tried and true method with Suzy. ”Where’s Vivi? She’s been out of the office for a long while.”