Chapter 13
Quinn finished washing dishes and went to check her e-mail while she waited for Indy. Three notices from her online profile. She could potentially set up three more dates. The thought of the last one soured the idea.
One e-mail from Mr. Carlson asking her to stop by Tuesday, if at all possible. She’d have to think about it. How bad could it be? Summer school hadn’t even been in session for two weeks.
Another e-mail from O’Leary’s confirming her attendance plus one for speed dating on Tuesday.
Her phone rang. The machine picked up. No message. Cell phone rang. Nick. She pushed the phone to the side and resisted the urge to answer it.
The doorbell rang less than a minute later. She debated answering it. She dialed Indy’s number instead.
“Why are you calling me? Buzz me in.”
