I had been too blind for too long. Since Jane saw me as her punching bag and wanted to play games, I was about to change the rules.
After retracting the message, Jane sent me a bunch of photos of her son, subtly probing if I had seen the message she accidentally sent.
I told her I hadn’t.
Immediately, she brightened up and began praising the blind date she had set up for me, going on about how perfect he was.
I ignored her and, instead of the expensive gift I had originally planned to give her son, I replaced it with a simple toy set that only cost a few bucks.
The next day, after finishing work, I drove to the hotel Jane had chosen for the celebration. As I parked in the underground lot, I overheard some chatter about a wealthy man who had spent a fortune on a grand proposal at the hotel.
As I reached the elevator entrance, I got a message from Hunter Gibson. He sent me his location, and to my surprise, he was also at the same hotel.
I texted back, [What’s up?]
Hunter replied with a few playful hand-waving emojis, [It’s a secret.]
Before I could respond, he sent me a couple of selfies.