BECCA POV

For some really weird reason, I add

more blush on my cheek than I would

have. My hair is bunched up in an almost tight knot. I'm wearing a black dress with a fur jacket. It's not a ball or a party but Bailey said to dress nice. She's been to their diner before, and I haven't. Also, she had a little smirk going on for her when she told me to dress nice. A part of me tells me she wants to play matchmaking, but so far, we haven't met any man in Aspen that Bailey knows of, to pair me with.

Reluctantly, I pick one of...