not hurt.” He took a step backward. “Have a good evening.”
With those parting words, he spun around and strode purposely away. Taylin stood there, watching him in disbelief. She glanced around to see if anyone else had witnessed the man’s rebuff. Thankfully Pastor Dave still had the phone to his ear and the two boys had started a game of one on one.
Luke McKay might be handsome— an observation Taylin couldn’t deny— but his ego made him a jerk. Either that or he was painfully shy and awkward around women.
The rumble of a motorcycle drew her attention, and a moment later Luke drove by on a Harley. Any guy who rode a shiny motorcycle like that was not shy, which made him a jerk.
Taylin went inside the youth center, grateful Rachel hadn’t arrived yet. She wanted a few minutes to compose herself. That was twice now the guy had been rude to her. Interviewing him tomorrow would be incredibly uncomfortable. She wished she could find out some general information on him without having to talk to him. She knew the first place to look.
Pulling out her phone, she opened the Facebook app and typed Luke McKay into the search field. Unfortunately his name was more popular than hers. She was the only Taylin Nichols on the social media network. She scrolled through a long list of guys with his name until she found him.
His profile picture was pretty cute, which irritated Taylin. He was on an ATV with two adorable little girls sitting in front of him. Were they his kids? She tapped on his picture and was disappointed to find his page was private. For a second she was tempted to send him a friend request, if for no other reason than to annoy him.
She opened his list of friends and saw they had two mutual friends: Dave and Rachel Matthews. Taylin tapped on the youth minister’s page and scrolled through his posts. Halfway down she saw one from Luke. The selfie was of Luke sitting on a boat, holding a string of fish. His post said, “You should’ve seen the one that got away.”
Taylin smiled at Pastor Dave’s comment about the evils of telling fish stories. Luke’s equally witty reply wasn’t congruent with the man’s stony personality. Going back to his page, she opened his photos. With his privacy setting, there weren’t very many she could view, but most of them were of the outdoors and fishing. None of them showed Luke with a wife, girlfriend, or the little girls again.
“Earth to Taylin,” Rachel said, making Taylin yelp and almost drop her phone.
“You scared me to death.” Taylin placed a hand over her racing heart.
“Sorry.” Rachel laughed and placed a box of donuts on the countertop. “I thought you heard me say hi.”
“No. I was too busy Facebook stalking a guy.”
“Oh, really.” One of Rachel’s sculpted brows lifted. “Did you and Jared finally break up?”
Taylin shot her friend an annoyed look. “No, we didn’t break up.”
“Okay.” Rachel opened a package of napkins. “Do I dare ask who it is you’re stalking?”
If Taylin revealed the name of her prey, Rachel would turn it into something romantic. Since she met her husband rather uniquely, she assumed the rest of the world found love in a similar way.
“I’m not stalking him because I’m interested in him.” Taylin lifted the lid to the box of donuts. Comfort food would help assuage her wounded ego.
“Then why are you stalking him?” Rachel handed Taylin a small paper plate. “Here, you might need this if you’re going to steal one of my donuts.”
Smiling, Taylin selected a cinnamon and sugar donut. “What do you know about Luke McKay?”
“I love Luke!” Rachel squealed, hugging Taylin so tightly she nearly dropped her treat. “He is so cute, and so available.”
“And you’re so married,” Taylin murmured as she wriggled out from Rachel’s embrace.
“I’ve wanted to introduce him to you ever since he moved here but then you were gone to Hawaii, and you’re dating Jared, and then things got so