“Okay, well, rain check on lunch?”
“Actually, lunch was just an excuse to sit you down and ask you out. For tomorrow night. You busy?”
“No,” Tess said. “That sounds great.”
“Fantastic.” He smiled. “I couldn’t find much to do around here, so it’s kind of a road trip. We’ll have to spend the night.”
“An overnighter, huh?” She raised an eyebrow.
“Two beds,” he blurted. “Tworoomsif you want. Sorry, I didn’t realize how presumptuous the idea sounded until I said it out loud just now.”
Tess laughed. “Where are we going?”
“It’s a surprise.” He approached her and put his hands on her hips. “I am excited to spend some time with you though. Alone.”
“Me too.” She went up on her toes and kissed him. “See you tonight for our softball game.”
After the first nine, Tess and her friends took a break to eat a late lunch at the clubhouse.
“Thank goodness,” Faith said. “I’m starving.”
“I thought you were sick,” Juliet said.
“That was an hour ago.” Faith studied the menu. “Now I want something hot and greasy. Yes, I’ll regret it later, but little Zeriana wants what little Zeriana wants.”
“You cannot name your baby that,” Tess said. “Even if you got Nick to agree, I forbid it.”
“Probably not.” Faith shrugged. “It’s a work in progress.”
“Any word from Moody?” Alex asked.
Tess replayed the conversation from earlier that morning. “Either way, I should find out by next week. I’m not holding my breath though.”
“That’s a bummer,” Juliet sympathized.
“What about Logan?” Alex asked. “How’s it goin’ with him?”
“Fine,” Tess said. “It’s weird. We spend almost every evening together, but between softball games, council meetings, and dinner with you guys, we’re never alone. Tomorrow’s our first official date.”
“You nervous about that?” Faith asked.
Tess shrugged. “Not really. He won’t tell me where we’re going, but said to pack an overnight bag.”
“Overnight? Yowza,” Juliet said. “You gonna sleep with him?”
“I haven’t decided yet.” It had crossed her mind. Tess wasn’t a prude, but she also didn’t hop into the sack with just anyone. In fact, she was extremely selective. Logan was tempting, for sure. More than most. But she’d play tomorrow by ear.
“Better shave your legs.” Faith waggled her eyebrows. “Just in case.”
“You still think he’s hiding something from you?” Alex said. “What if it’s the serial killer thing?”
“I’ll share my phone tracking so you can find me,” Tess said. “If I’m not back by noon Saturday…”
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Logan
“So, you gonna tell me where we’re goin’?” Tess asked from the passenger seat.
