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is still on the edges of her words.
    “Oh, good. So I thought you might be talked into hanging with the wedding photographer and do a few rounds of Vegas. Strictly wedding business.”
    “On wedding business, huh?” She sounds uncertain, but she’s playing the same game I am. I can still totally do this. Viv didn’t ruin me forever.
    “Or not. It doesn’t have to be wedding business. I’m good at killing time, too.”
    “A man of many talents,” she says.
    “Well…” I pause for a moment and wag my brows quickly at Brooke. “I’ll let you be the judge of that. Let me know when and I’ll clear my schedule.”
    “This all sounds very promising. I’ll be in touch Nathaniel.”
    “Thank you.” And then I hang up feeling completely high because I know she’s going to call.
    “You’re seriously okay with her calling you Nathaniel?”
    “She can call me Grover if she’s screaming my name.” I wink just to get her reaction.
    Her jaw drops before she snaps it shut. “And you’ll clear your schedule ? Don’t you follow any of the guy rules? Aren’t you supposed to be all macho and say you’ll check your calendar or something?”
    I shrug. “I like her. It would be stupid to let her think otherwise.”
    Brooke sighs as she flips through the calendar on her phone. “Why am I dating guys who follow guy rules?”
    “First off, I’m not aware of any “guy rules” and second, stop dating assholes.”
    “If only it were that easy…” Brooke pauses. “But I do have a second date tonight, and I’m great at those.”
    Confusion rattles through my brain. “I’m sorry, what?”

Chapter Five
    Brooke
     
    I can’t tell if he’s being a huge ass again, or if he really wants to know about my dating life. He’s smiling at me, but I think he’s in the afterglow of proving his man-card point. I get it, buddy. You’re smooth and cute and she totally loves you already. Maybe it’s because her first impression of him didn’t involve snuffing a ci garette out on a five-thousand dollar glass table.
    I type up another quick reminder note in my iPad and put a cute check mark in the 10:00 mtg spot. I put the note in as soon as he told me about it, just so I could check it off. Nothing like feeling accomplished when everything on your to-do list has a nice green “you did it!” mark next to it.
    Smiling at my big long check list, I blink to him for a second. He’s still waiting for an answer, brows raised and head tilted slightly to the side.
    “What? You think I can’t get a second date or something?”
    He shakes his head. “No… It was the way you said ‘second date.’ Like they mean something specific to you.”
    “Don’t they to everybody?” I tap away on my Google tab and look up the term “planned elopement.” That’s still boggling my mind. “Second dates are the ‘fun’ dates. You know, the miniature golf, or the picni c in the park, or if it’s cold… board games and hot chocolate.”
    A huge bolt of laughter rocks the iPad from my hands. I give him a pinched grimace, but then remember he made fun of that expression and I quickly flatten it. “What is so funny?” I say, grabbing my iPad off the floor. I’m so glad I splurged for the hardcover case.
    His laughter turns into light chuckles. “Oh, I thought you were trying to be funny.”
    “No…”
    “Oh, uh, okay. So, if you do this stuff on the second date, what do you do on the first?”
    “Dinner, lunch, some kind of food. Coffee house or someplace simple. Anywhere you can be yourself and still make a good impression. If things click, date number two is set up before the date is out.” I smile, even though he looks as though I’ve just spouted off the Universal Law of Gravitation. “And date number three, well, that seals the deal.”
    “What deal?”
    I throw my head at him, because duh … he should know the answer to that. But he just sits there like he still has no clue what I’m talking about. I blow out a breath