I hid a smile. "Which business?"
"Archer. He's branched into apps. I have no idea what it is but he's launching something new tonight. Seems pretty excited about it."
We stood on the sidewalk, both hesitating.
Molly tipped her head to one-side. "You know, we should do this again."
I smirked. "I could go another brownie."
Her weak punch landed on my arm. "You doofus." She lifted her hand, flagging a taxi. "You have my number. Call me."
"Sure." I watched her scramble into the taxi, shoot me a grin and a wave, then they were off.
I rubbed a hand over my chest, wondering at the ache.
"You gonna stand there or chase her?" Yelled a homeless guy.
I raised an eyebrow in his direction. "Friend, that's this is the wrong part of the movie. We've just had our meet-cute."
The old guy huffed. "In my day we chased them broads down, didn't stare at their backs like a shmuck."
I pulled out my wallet, handing him a fifty. "Thanks for the advice."
His eyes lit up, fingers snatching at the cash and shoving it down his jacket. "You need more? You know where to find me."
I gave him a salute, shoving hands in pockets and heading down the street. Nowhere to be, nothing to do. I wandered for a while, getting lost in the feel of the city.
My phone buzzed.
"Ma, were your ears burning?" I asked, taking the call.
" ¿Cuándo arderían mis oídos, oh hijo mío?"
"Nevermind. What can I do for you?"
"Your padre has had a work issue arise leaving me without a date. Are you free tonight?"
"For what?"
"Hendrix Archer is launching his new tech-venture."
I felt a weird sense of glee. "Sure, what time?"
"Pick me up at seven. The festivities start at seven-thirty."
"Got it."
"And querido?"
"¿sí?"
"Wear a suit. This is a fancy event," she hung up.
I slid the phone back in my pocket, raising a hand to flag a taxi, muttering, "scene three, the hero chases after the heroine."
Chapter Five
Molly
