Though she wouldn't be taking any part in it, Karen enjoyed watching everyone else do the speed dating thing. It was nice seeing people connect, but even better seeing the mismatched dates. Not that she'd ever admit it out loud
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Speed dating had seemed like a good idea to sign up for at the time, but now that I was staring down the barrel of actually doing it, I had to wonder what the hell I'd been on when I'd agreed to it. I wasn't looking to start a relationship, and it wasn't as if I needed more men in my life in the general sense. Still, I'd committed to it, and there was nothing for it but to rally my dignity and jump into the singleton fray.
Now, Jason couldn't say he'd met this young lady before, but she sure as hell looked familiar. Hot, too, and he pushed his hair up rakishly as he sat down across from her, turning his chair backwards first. "Hey there," he said. "Now, you're... Shari, right?"
"The one and only," I confirmed with a nod as I leaned back in my seat. Oh, I knew Jason Stackhouse, all right. How could you not know the guy who had gotten his tongue stuck to the Ferris wheel last winter?
"Well, I did sign up for it," I pointed out, which wasn't exactly an answer. "You're one of the last, though, so you've got a real opportunity here to wow me," I added with a smile. "Leave a lasting impression and all that."
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"Though I suppose you're probably getting a bit tired of blokes introducing themselves at this point, aren't you?"
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