Chapter 4
Dustin
The sound of the sander drowned out everything, which is how he missed the phone call. When Dustin finally took a break, he tried to brush off as much of the sawdust as possible, then removed his safety glasses before he checked his phone. He swore under his breath and called back, hoping he wasn’t getting dumped before they even had a date, because that was just the kind of luck he’d been having in the romance department lately.
“Hello?”
“Jack? It’s Dustin. Sorry I missed your call. I’m out in the workshop. I’m guessing your cousin changed his mind?” Blind dates were bad enough, but getting dumped before meeting kind of sucked ass.
“What? No, that’s not why I was calling. Jesus—paranoid much?”
Not usually, but lately he’d been feeling off his dating game. He kept th
