The Billionaire Matchmaker Test (Billionaire Online Dating Service #5) - Elle James Page 0,29
in a church in Hellfire, Texas. It should make for a good start to an exciting union.”
“I like that the rehearsal dinner and afterparty will be at the Ugly Stick Saloon.” Tag was really looking forward to that. “How are you at two-stepping?”
Leslie chuckled. “I haven’t been two-stepping in years. I’m not sure I remember how.”
“I’ll show you.” For someone who didn’t particularly care for all the hoopla of wedding rehearsals, Tag was looking forward to the whole weekend with her. He hadn’t danced with Leslie since her wedding to Randy. He looked forward to holding her in his arms with the good excuse of dancing. And dancing, if done right, could be almost as sensual as making love.
“Then I’ll see you tomorrow?” she asked.
“I can’t wait,” he replied.
“Goodnight, Tag.”
“’Night, darlin’.” He ended the call and sat for a moment, staring at his cellphone. Leslie hadn’t mentioned the message from Bachelor Number Four. He wondered if she’d mention it tomorrow. He wondered if she’d mention it at all, or if she was keeping that little secret to herself.
Tag wasn’t sure how he felt about that. He thought he and Leslie were sharing practically everything. That she wasn’t sharing her thoughts about Joe Fox gave him pause. Hell, he was jealous of the man—and he was Bachelor Number Four.
Tag slipped out of his clothes and laid naked on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. Though everything was going as planned, he was left with an unsettled feeling. He’d thought his plan foolproof.
The players in this game were human. As a software developer of a multi-million-dollar company, he knew that when you injected humans into a plan, anything could happen. Humans were the wild card. At least Leslie wasn’t all that taken with Otis. That didn’t mean she wouldn’t find the other two candidates to her liking.
Tag had to make sure he was there every time. He hoped that, eventually, she’d come to the conclusion he was the right one for her, not the others. If he had to do that through Joe Fox, so be it.
Chapter 7
Ava plopped down in the chair across from Leslie’s desk in her office the next day. “Oh, my gosh. Could the day have been any more hectic?”
Leslie laughed. “It’s Friday. It’s as if all our BODS clients get anxious if they don’t have a date by Friday night. Everyone starts calling the help line, as you can tell, wondering if the system is down.”
“I haven’t had a single moment to sit down and ask you how your date went last night.” Ava stared across the desk, her eyebrows raised.
“Wow, I hadn’t even thought about it all day long.” Leslie knew it was a half-truth. She was okay with that. She’d thought about last night, but not about her date with Otis. Her thoughts went to that narrow hallway in the steakhouse and the almost-kiss from Tag. And then she’d thought about her message from Joe and her need to respond to him before this night was over. At least five times she’d started typing her response, only to scrap everything she’d keyed. Her words didn’t seem adequate, not after Joe’s eloquent and meaningful message to her. She’d come to the conclusion they’d done all the introduction they needed to find out about each other. Now, they needed to move on and find out a little more about each other in the form of the future and their expectations of life.
What she’d share with him, she hadn’t a clue. She couldn’t tell him her plans for BODS. He couldn’t know she was the brains behind the matchmaking system. If he knew, then he’d know she had access to his personal data, and that she could know who he really was. And why wouldn’t he think she’d do that? She wanted him to trust her and share whatever he felt he needed to share with her. At this point, if she told him who she was, and that she was behind BODS, that would ruin everything.
And at that moment, she didn’t want things to end between her and Joe, even though, technically, nothing had actually started.
“Your date was that good?” Ava crossed her arms over her chest, giving Leslie a pointed look.
Leslie shook her head. “Sorry, I must be woolgathering again.”
“So how was it?” Ava asked. “Did you manage to finagle a double date with Tag and his date?”
“Went off without a hitch,” Leslie said with a smile. “Tag was so smooth.”