His excuse made sense. “Put your hands down. I accept your excuse.”
Lynne merely lifted an eyebrow as she opened the front door. Her friend waited for them both to pass her before speaking.
Their hostess babbled as they reached the door. “Ah, well, we got the awkward introductions out of the way. I forgot to mention to Tonya that Marc invited you until you arrived.” Lynne managed to deliver the words with a straight face, but winked in Tonya’s direction.
She sucked in her lips, controlling her laughter. Unfortunately, her friend would never be a great actress. Her words sounded as stiff as any business owner who attempted to make their own cut-rate commercial.
Tonya excused herself by pointing in the direction of the bathroom, not trusting herself to laugh. Lynne acknowledged her directional signal while guiding Will to the family room where mellow jazz music and glassware tinkling emanated. Marc must already be making his special martinis. The memory of various drinks in brilliant colors with exotic names made her regret her short detour to the bathroom. Shutting the door with a little more energy than needed, she turned on the faucet full blast covering her laughter.
Seriously, did Lynne think she was fooling anyone? Did Will think she showed up on her own with no hint a single lawyer might be the lure? A quick glance in the mirror revealed a flushed face. It was hard to tell if it was from laughing or playing her part in this farce. Dampening a washcloth, she patted her face. Thank goodness, she hadn’t bothered with full makeup. Her goal was to look like she hadn’t expected to encounter an eligible male. Well, she accomplished that all right with her ponytail and jeans.
Oh well, nothing she could do about it now. She stuck out her tongue at her mirrored image. Her goal was not to encourage the man and score a free meal. A small sigh escaped as she turned the doorknob. The man had potential remembering the spark that zipped up her arm when he touched her hand. Try not to think about it. The last thing she needed was the emotional roller coaster that came with dating. She never managed to exit the horror ride called Clint. It was still going whether she wanted to be on it or not. That would be a hard thing to explain in a budding relationship.
God, listen to her. Budding relationship. Get a grip, chick. Michelle pointed out the man must be a mess if his own fiancée abandoned him to become a man. Will would be smart to avoid her because she was a train wreck in the making with a full time stalker and the possibility of unemployment in the near future.