Jigsaw Ensemble

subtitled “lily has seen enough romantic comedies to know a meet cute when it happens”

The truth is, Lily doesn’t mean to swipe right on the guy’s profile. Really. But she’s in the middle of demonstrating the super fast data connection that a customer can expect if they switch to her carrier and she just, you know, sometimes she gets excited and her hands kind of move on their own, and anyways, she nailed the sale and made the customer really happy so that’s totally a win, right?

And, oh. Oh gosh.

He must have also swiped right.

Oh wow.

She keeps her phone in her pocket for the rest of her shift because it’s absolutely not professional to think about the cute tall guy she just matched with while she’s trying to explain minutes and phone models. Less dating, more data, that’s her mantra. But okay, she did happen to notice that the cute tall guy also has good hair. And really nice arms. And soft eyes. And…

Less dating! her inner voice chirps. More data!

She puts her phone in her locker instead and her head back in the game, and truly, really, that’s her excuse for tripping over a pile of boxes in the back room when she walks in at the end of her shift and finds cute tall guy with the nice arms and good hair actually standing there. And he must have lightning fast reflexes on top of everything else because he lets go of his hand truck just in time to catch her by the shoulders and stand her back upright.

“Sorry,” the guy says amiably. His hands are still on her shoulders and he’s so tall, she has to look up, way up, to meet his soft eyes. “Hey, aren’t you…” his voice trails off with a quirk of the lips.

“Yeah,” Lily answers. “And aren’t you?”

“Yeah,” he laughs.