Talia got worked up as she talked, pressing the blush hard against my cheeks.

The way this person could stir her emotions… he didn’t sound like someone she’d made up. Did an actual secret admirer really exist?

I still had a tiny bit of doubt. I wasn’t planning on dating anytime soon, so I tested the waters. “Ms. Wood… he isn’t going to be at the convention, is he?”

“You want to see him? I’ll call him right now.” Ms. Wood whistled ...