67: Reading People

JENNA

Reed, as I came to learn his name was, said he was here alone, for business. He’d laughed when he saw my expression after he said that. Of course, I thought he was lying.

This is a resort and most people you see are couples. He didn’t ask who I was here with, to his credit. We sat and chatted, well, he mostly spoke and I listened. He was proving to be a really good distraction.

This is probably not what Claire meant when she said I should put myself out there. But this is better than anything she would recommend.

He ordered a martini for me, saying it would be best if I didn’t want to get tipsy. It would take a lot of alcohol to actually get me drunk, but I didn’t tell him that.

He may have good humor and an amazing smile, but I’m not about to make myself seem like prey.

“See, that woman right there is looking for a good time.” He motioned to a redhead who had been sitting alone at a booth in the end of the room.

I shook my head no then turned back to him. “She is sitting alone,