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“Miss me already, hotshot?” she teases, making me smile.

“Of course I do.”

She laughs softly. “What’s up?”

I take a deep breath as nerves run through my veins. “I was wondering, would you like to go out with me?”

“Like on a date?”

“Like a date,” I say, trying to fight back a smile.

“You know what? I think I would,” she says softly.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. When were you thinking?”

“What do you think about Friday night?”

“That works for me.”

I smile, looking down at my feet. “Well then, it’s settled.”

“Good.”

“Good.”

“Okay, I’m going to get back to the kids.” That explains her low tone.

“Right, sorry. I forgot where you were. Do you need a ride home?” I feel my cheeks heat with embarrassment.

“It’s all good. Martha will give me a ride. Thanks, though.”

“All right, I’ll talk to you later.”

“Okay, and Kellan?”

“Yeah?”

“I can’t wait for our date.” She hangs up before I can say anything.

Laughing, I pull my phone away from my ear and shove it into my pocket. “Me neither, beautiful. Me neither.”

five

“This place is nice,” I mumble as Kellan leads me inside.

My stomach is in knots because it’s a fancy place. One where you take your date to impress them. The thought of how many women he has brought here has my stomach souring.

“Yeah, it is,” he practically whispers before walking up to the hostess. “Reservation for two under Cooper.”

“Of course, Mr. Cooper. Right this way. We have the best table for you.”

That only has my nerves getting more frayed. He comes here enough that they would give him the best table?

This was a bad idea.

“Have a seat and your server will be right with you,” the woman says.