Lucas had been eavesdropping for a while and genuinely started to admire Brittany’s patience—tolerating all that absurd talk without flipping the table. He even began to wonder if he himself had become too picky; after all, she didn’t react at all.
That was, until he heard a familiar voice—the kind of tone Brittany used when she was *done*.
He glanced over and saw the familiar lingerie-brand shopping bag on the floor—yep, the same one that had been in his hands earlier.
Lucas smirked. What a coincidence. Both of them had come for blind dates.
Caleb’s face turned bright red. “What kind of woman talks like that? No wonder my mom says those influencer girls are all trash. I didn’t believe it—saw your photo and figured you were worth a try.”
Brittany let out a cold laugh. “So was it my ph
