Intercepting Love (Second Chances #5)(85)

I shook my head, a little jealous of her spontaneity, and wishing I was a bit more fun as opposed to focused. “Let’s hope you find more than a cocktail weenie, then.”

She gave me an evil smile and lifted her hand with her index and middle finger crossed as she walked away. I took a sip of coffee, thinking about the current state of my non-social life, and then pushed it to the back of my mind so I could review my notes one more time.