Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 413(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 413(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
Turning to face me and Kimber, Kipton read aloud, “Kimber loves to dance. The Lion King is her favorite movie. She enjoys horseback riding. Her favorite flower is an iris, and her favorite color is purple. And last, her favorite meal is hamburgers on the grill with homemade french fries.”
“My kind of girl,” I said, glancing at Kimber, who was still beaming up at me.
When no one said anything, Kimber and I both turned to Kipton, who was also smiling…but at the same time, I swore she was giving me a dirty look. Was that even possible?
“Sounds like you’ll both have fun on whatever excursion comes your way,” Kipton stated before looking back at the camera. “Okay, it’s time to find out what Hunter and Kimber will be doing on their first date.”
Kimber grabbed my hand and did a little jump, prompting me to grin. Kipton reached her hand into the second bowl, but this time, her eyes weren’t on mine. She pulled out a red disk and faced the camera. “Are we ready?”
“Yes!” the remaining women all shouted. I jumped, as Kimber laughed along with Kipton.
“For Hunter and Kimber’s date, they will be…”
“We’ll be what?” Kimber asked, after a long pause. “What will we be doing?!”
Of course, I’d heard the countdown leading into the commercial break, but Kimber hadn’t.
Kipton laughed as she glanced at Kimber, then back to the camera. “You’ll find out—along with the rest of us, right after this quick break!”
The red light went off and Kimber nearly sagged against me.
“What does it say?” I asked.
Kipton shot me a look. “I can’t tell you.”
Her words were clipped, causing my head to rear back a bit. It wasn’t like Kipton to talk to anyone like that, and now I’d been on the receiving end twice in the last ten minutes.
Tricia rushed in and offered Kipton something that she refused. While another girl, whom I was guessing was makeup for Kimber, started to brush her cheeks before sweeping gloss on her lips.
“Do I look okay?” Kimber asked, prompting a questioning expression from me. “Hunter? Do I look okay? No lipstick on my teeth?”
“You look beautiful,” the makeup artist assured before she turned and rushed away.
Kipton had her fist wrapped around the red disk with the date printed on it so tightly, I swore her whole hand was turning white. The next three minutes felt like an eternity as Kimber bounced on her toes, continually looking between me and Kipton’s fist.
“I wonder if it will be something romantic?” Kimber nearly sang.
The PA started to count back in from the commercial break, and Kimber grabbed my hand.
When they pointed to Kipton, she was back to a full smile. “Welcome back to Swipe Right. Let’s end your suspense and find out about this date.”
Turning to look at us, Kipton said, “Your date, Hunter and Kimber, will be—blindfold pie!”
I was positive my confused expression matched Kimber’s, but I heard laughter coming from somewhere. It didn’t take long before I realized it was the other women.
“What’s that?” Kimber asked.
“You’re heading back to Hunter’s house, where you’ll find all the ingredients to make a pie. Hunter will then blindfold you—”
A chorus of whoops rang out before Kipton held up her hand to silence them.
“Then, without giving you any verbal directions, he’ll help you make the pie through touch.”
Kimber turned and faced me. “This is perfection! I love to bake!”
“But blindfolded and at my mercy?” I asked.
Looking up at me with a smile that screamed she was more than ready for our date, Kimber bit her lower lip and said, “I trust your hands on me.”
I chuckled as Kimber placed the tip of her thumb in her mouth and stared at me seductively.
Kipton cleared her throat, and I jerked my gaze from Kimber to Kipton. Fuck, their names were too similar.
“Someone seems excited,” Kipton said. “I have a feeling things are going to heat up in that kitchen! I’m going to turn things over to Hunter and Kimber.” Facing us, she said, “Enjoy your date, guys. We’ll be checking in a bit later.”
Her dismissal was so abrupt, even Jack seemed confused.
“Um, ah…”
That was all he said in our ears.
Luckily, Kimber cut in.
“Thanks!” she called out, as she nearly dragged me out of the barn and toward the limo, with Paul and Louie hot on our trail.
Chapter Ten
KIPTON
“Seriously, if you roll your eyes any harder, Kipton, they’re going to roll right out of your head. If I was counting, that would be like a hundred eye rolls,” Winnie stated in a hushed voice.
“You cannot tell me she’s that dimwitted.”
Winnie shrugged. “I mean, she is blindfolded.”
I watched as Hunter stood behind Kimber and helped her pour cherries into the pie crust.
Cherries. How freaking original.
Kimber giggled for what had to be the millionth time.
I glanced over to the monitor that was set up, and put the headphones on so I could hear what the other girls were saying back at their house. The audience wouldn’t see this feed, but clips of it would be available on the website after the live date.