Quinn checked her e-mail, searching for the next horrible date. One caught her eye. The sender was O’Leary’s. Her heart jumped.
She clicked the message.
Hi. This is a friendly reminder you are registered to participate in our first ever Speed Dating event tomorrow, Tuesday, June 25. Please respond to this e-mail to confirm you will attend and whether you will bring a friend.
Quinn’s cursor hovered over the Reply button. She’d forgotten she signed up. It was right before she fought with Ryan. Her eyes wandered over the text again. “First ever” jumped out at her. He’d done it again. Ryan maneuvered himself into a position to help her complete her list. She didn’t know if she should be pissed or grateful.
She clicked Reply and typed, “I’ll be there with a friend.” Indy would have to go wi
