Page 52 of Just Another Silly Love Song

“My grandma says she likes that you don’t hold back. She loves your style.”

“Wait a minute . . .” He leaned forward and stuck his elbows on the table, hands under his chin. “You and your grandmother were talking about me?” He arched an eyebrow.

I laughed. “Okay, maybe a little. She’s a big fan of yours, by the way.”

“I like her already.”

“Anyway, Grandma Joyce said there are those people who like positive and encouraging advice and others who prefer advice that’s like a slap to the face to wake them up, your style. She says neither approach is wrong. They’re just different and both work.”

Ben nodded. “Well, Grandma Joyce sounds like a very smart lady. Is she single?”

I glared at him. “Are you going there, too?”

He cocked his head to the side. “Too? What do you mean, too? Who went there before me?”

“Grandma Joyce. She thinks you’re hot.” I laughed.

Ben laughed a full, hearty laugh that caught me by surprise. “I’m flattered, but I was asking if she was single for my Grandpa Wayne.”

“Seriously?”

“Absolutely. He says all the women at his retirement home are fuddy-duddies. He’s looking for a woman who’s a little bit sassy, as he likes to say.”

I laughed. “What a coincidence. My grandma has got sass for days.”

Ben shrugged. “Okay, this sounds like a possibility then.”

“Let me get this straight—you want to play matchmaker with our grandparents?”

“Why not? You never know.”

“Grandma was thinking about doing online dating, but I don’t want anybody taking advantage of her. Is your grandfather like you?”

Ben hesitated. “Is that a trick question?”

I laughed. “Never mind.”

We finished our desserts and Ben paid the bill, saving the receipt to give to Kyle, so he could get reimbursed.

He held the front door open for me to leave. “After you.”

“Thanks.” I smiled and stepped by Ben onto the sidewalk, spinning around to wait for him.

Just then, a gust of wind caught the front door as Ben held onto the handle, sending him flying in my direction.

“Whoa!” He reached out his arms after colliding with me, wrapping them around my shoulders to keep us both from falling to the ground.

I laughed and glanced up into his eyes. “What the heck was that?”

He shrugged. “I guess that lunch really blew me away. Or maybe you did.”

I laughed and shook my head. “Smooth.”

Ben finally removed his arms from around me, clearing his throat, and gesturing down the street. “Walk with me?”

I stared at him, frozen.

He wanted to go for a walk?