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Kenzie was doing a lot of things that she’d either never done or hadn’t done in a very long time. She’d never gone on a scavenger hunt and she hadn’t dated anyone since she was in high school, after her first boyfriend had died. To say that she could have a date, that she chose, knew about ahead of time, and also one that was uniquely dorky cute and seemed generally fun, meant that it was a win for her, even if the bidding took a very expensive turn. She was happy for her dad otherwise, she’d have lost before it got started.

As the Gouda and the note arrived, she chuckled. He wanted her to wear the crown and not her contacts or glasses. That was a look that she wasn’t used to. One that often caused her to eyes to be downcast, and yet she felt comfortable enough around Noah that she didn’t go the route of shame of what she was. Maybe it was because what she was had no effect on him. She wore the glasses and contacts over to his place but when she was safely out of sight, she took them off and stuffed them into her purse. When she saw him though, cue cards in hand she had to giggle because he definitely was dangling upside down in a spider-man costume. Kiss Me was playing and she felt as though she were in a very cheesy movie, but she liked it. In fact, she’d always enjoyed those cheesy rom-coms and wanted to be like those girls just before the ending credits. That was one of the big reasons she’d pursued this date with such vigor. “You certainly know how to make a very enticing date. One that a girl like me couldn’t help but fight for.” Which she wasn’t a fighter, so this was definitely something she really wanted if she didn’t just give up. She walked closer to the adorable dangling man so that she could read the cards then.

Jacen hadn’t really thought anyone would truly want his date. He was more so probably hoping to be the odd one out, but he was doing it for charity. He was glad no one had spent an obscene amount on it because well it wasn’t worth all that. It was just a gun rage and dinner. But the most interesting thing about this date had been the name of the person that had one it. Carter Pierce. He’d wondered if she was any relation to the family his mother used to work for, and in his mind he’d also ran through the possibilities of if he was getting himself into another Olivia situation with the prissy rich girl. But The brother hadn’t turned out the same so if she had been a part of the family, maybe there was hope for her.

He had gotten on his motorcycle heading to the address, the one he’d known to be the oldest Pierce sibling’s home. Yeah he checked it out in the database at work and had even attempted to run a background check on the girl herself, but came up with nothing. The person didn’t exist. He was either going to enjoy himself or hate himself for this date. But only time would tell as he pulled up and headed toward the house.

Jacen was impressed that it wasn’t an extravagant house. It was moderate and not even flashy, as he knocked on the door, Damien opened. Jacen chuckled. “Whoa, dude not only have you grown, but packed on the muscle. You used to be a dork ass theater boy,” Jacen said. To which Damien laughed. “I’m still a dork ass theater boy, I can just also kick your ass if need be.” He gave him a fist bump and a half hug. “Very long time no see. Make sure she comes back in one piece,” Damien warned. “And if she doesn’t come back, you’re gonna have to deal with me.” Jacen held his hands up. “I promise I’ll take care of her. I’m not in the kidnapping business. Promise.” He shifted his weight from one foot to the other as he waited for his date.

When he finally did see her, he said, “Hey, I’m Jacen. I promised the big guy over there I’d return you in one piece, so you’re not opposed to motorcycles are you? If you are, I’ll get us an uber,” he offered, not wanting to make the girl uncomfortable.

She was so glad that she didn’t have to make this any kind of romantic cheesy date. She’d gotten the pie baker. Sure she knew of the woman just from visiting the pie shop. So she didn’t bother dressing up in anything fancy. As she stood on the dock, waiting for the other woman to arrive, she admired the yacht and it made it think of her family and how they’d probably have told her she could own this boat if she hadn’t wasted so much time on her dream of teaching.

When she sensed the presence behind her, she casually turned as if it were a coincidence and not that she had heightened senses and such. She smiled. “Hey! I hope it’s cool that I didn’t get super dressy for this date. I figure it’d just turn into a really chill hangout, more so than an actual date,” she said then.