Chase rubbed his face. “Someday we’ll eat better around here.”
“But today is not that day.” Beth smiled. “Don’t stress about stupid stuff like that. How’s your car?”
“The car is great.”
“And Ashley?”
He paused, not sure how to broach the subject of his kind-of date. “How do you think you’ll be feeling, say, Monday night?”
Beth propped herself up on her elbows. “Ooh, why?”
“It’s nothing. I wanted to take Ashley to dinner as a thank you for helping me with my car. But if you’re not up to getting Gabby and Tyler to bed and you need me here—”
“Go. I’ll take care of them,” Beth interrupted. “What kind of monster do you think I am? I’m not going to keep you from the first date you’ve had in years.”
“It hasn’t been that long.”
Beth grinned. “Oh, right. The divorced lady who used to live across the street asked you out last year. But then she turned all stalker on you. It was like divine intervention when she moved to Virginia.”
He didn’t want to think about the lonely neighbor lady or their disastrous date. “Never mind. This isn’t really a date, anyway. It’s two friends going to dinner.”
Beth stared him down. “What are you planning on wearing?”
