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“Yeah?”
    “You have to answer a personal question after each trivia question,” I say. “Of my choosing.”
    There. I’ve raised the stakes to a more serious evening. This is a test, actually. Flirty playboys have no interest in getting to know a girl on a deeper level. And the last thing they want is for you to know them.
    If he suddenly backs out, I’ll know why.
    Landy nods. “I see,” he says, rubbing his gloved hand along his jawline. “Is this non-negotiable?”
    My heart sinks. He wants no part of getting to know me. Landy doesn’t want to share himself with me, either.
    “Yes,” I say truthfully.
    A silence falls between us. The snow drifts down, and now my mood matches the gray sky overhead. I feel disappointed, even though my brain tried to warn me this would be the outcome.
    “Then I have my own non-negotiable add on,” Landy says, breaking the silence. “I get to ask you personal questions, too. And you have to answer, you can’t pass.”
    My heart soars back to life. Landy wants to get to know me, too.
    “Deal,” I say happily.
    Landy flashes me a grin, one that makes me swoon, and I smile back at him.
    “It’s freezing out here. I’m going to get in my car and send you a Connectivity connect request with my cell number,” Landy says, referring to the social media site. “When you accept it, text me and I’ll give you my address and get your sushi preference. But how does seven sound?”
    “I can do seven o’clock,” I say, opening up the door on the driver’s side of my Jeep. “So I’ll see you then.”
    “Brace yourself for my nosey questions, DesignerA, ” Landy says, winking at me.
    I swear my body temperature shoots up every time he winks at me.
    “Oh, I welcome it, Scott921, ” I flirt back.
    Landy smiles and shuts my door for me. I start my engine, then he waves and strolls over to a silver Range Rover Sport SUV and gets inside.
    I take a moment to steady myself. My hands are shaky. My head is spinning. I have so much to process here, and I can’t focus on any of it.
    But there’s one thing that is brilliantly, amazingly in focus for me right now.
    My heart is beating out of my chest in joy.
    For the first time in a year, it’s alive again.
    And I’m letting it take the lead tonight.

Chapter 5
    TriviaPlayOrPass!
    In the TV show Veronica Mars, did Veronica and Logan ever keep their relationship a secret?
    As soon as I’m out of my snow gear, I run up the stairs to my bedroom. Ha, how appropriate. My heart is racing like a teenager with a huge crush, and I’m back in my bedroom which has hardly changed since I was sixteen.
    Before I do anything, I need to think this through. I have a date with Landy tonight. No. A trivia date. With food. That’s all. I made it clear that this is not going to end in a hook up, so it’s not a date in what Landy would consider a date.
    Okay, the conversations I’m having with myself are not only stupid, but happening at an alarming frequency.
    Of course, I should be having this conversation with my best friend, Aubrey, but I’m terrified to tell her about Landy. She has warned me about him being into “hook ups only.” Aubrey will question my sanity if I want to even get close to this kind of man again after the heartache I went through.
    So I’m scared to tell her.
    But I should tell her.
    Shit. I am emotionally sixteen, who am I kidding trying this adulting crap?
    I open my laptop and access my Taylor Swift collection, selecting the Red album. The one with “Trouble” on it. Might as well have a theme song for the evening.
    As the song fills the air, I think about what to do about Landy. Do I tell Aubrey? I should. I tell her everything, she’s my best friend.
    But I don’t want to tell her because she’ll tell me the truth. That I should cancel tonight and stay as far away from Landy as possible.
    I reach for a strand of my long hair, winding a platinum lock around my fingers as I always do when I’m anxious. Why am I