Archer wanted to go to basketball camp and in order for him to do that, she needed to work out a way to get him to and from for the week. It wasn’t as if her schedule could be flexed all that much.
Her parents said they could help for the week, and thankfully it was after his trip with Tucker. If that was still on. She hadn’t heard otherwise, but there was still a month to go.
“Then what?” Archer asked. “Where are you going? Can I go too and then you can bring me to Grandpa’s?”
“What have I said before about all the questions?”
Her son sat back as if he were replaying his conversation. “Where are you going?”
“The Rooftop at Durham Hotel. No, you can’t go because it’s a bar.”
“Then that’s drinks and not dinner.”
“We’ll have food there, but it’s still a bar.”
“What are you doing after?” Archer asked.
Please don’t let me blush. Please don’t let me blush.
“I’m not sure yet,” she said. Which was the truth. They were going to get naked, she knew that much, but not what else it would entail. Nor would she tell her son that Jayce was staying the night.
She went back to look through her closet, Archer trailing around. “Will I see Jayce tomorrow? We always do things on the weekend.”
“I’m cooking dinner tomorrow and Grandma and Grandpa are going to stay, remember. They haven’t seen Jayce since we were in school together.”
“What are you making?”
She sighed. “I don’t know. And that is Grandpa. Go open the front door, please. Make sure you look first.”
Where was her mind to not say that?
Archer dashed out of the room and to the front of the house, then she heard him say, “Mom is in her room looking for clothes and talking to herself.”
Her father’s laughter grew with the sound of the footsteps getting closer.
“Everything set?” she asked, walking out of the closet. Her father was in the doorway.
“That was going to be my question to you.”
“Archer, did you pack up what you needed?”
“I did,” Archer said. “I’ll get my bag.”
Her son raced out of the room and up the stairs. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah. I haven’t been on a date, I mean a real date, in a long time. I’m not sure why I’m nervous.”
“I’m not either and not the person you should talk to about this.”
“I know. We are going to The Rooftop tonight. Call if there are any issues.”
“There won’t be. Have fun.”
“I plan on it.”
“I’m ready,” Archer yelled. “Mom, give me a kiss now so I don’t have to run back.”
She moved toward her son, bent down, which was much less than it had seemed it was months ago. He was growing so fast. She put a kiss on his cheek and got a hug.
