“Oh man! We met at that coffee shop! You’re Brayden’s sister.”
I pointed to the door to the ladies’ room. “Well, it was nice seeing you.”
Gavin’s smile was pretty invigorating. “Hopefully I’ll run into you again sometime.”
“As long as you remember me next time.” I gave Gavin a quick wink before ducking into the bathroom.
The night went by smoothly enough with choppy conversation and delicious food.
Not bad for my first date.
“Thanks for a lovely evening.” Adam pulled the car over to the curb in front of my house, grabbing my hand. “I hope to see you again soon.” His lips brushed the back of my hand and I started to turn into a puddle of goo in his front seat.
I gave his hand a quick squeeze before starting to open the door. “I had a great time.” I leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek. “Text me later?”
He brushed my cheek with the back of his fingers. “You can count on that.”
* * *
Lying in bed, I was reeling from the amazing date. I couldn’t believe I could feel that comfortable with a guy so quickly. There was just something so nice about being able to talk to someone that was really engrossed in what I had to say, even when I was struggling to keep the conversation interesting.
Pulling Seven up into my arms, I curled up to read a text that had just come through.
Adam: I know they say you’re supposed to wait a few days to text a lady after an amazing date, but I just couldn’t help it
Me: I had a great night too, thanks again for an awesome dinner
Adam: You’re welcome. Do you like hockey?
Me: Yes, would be an understatement
Adam: I have two tickets to tomorrow night’s game. You want to go with me?
Brayden hated when I went to his games, always saying I made him nervous and threw him off a bit. I knew the real reason was because he didn’t want me to see how much like our father he played, how aggressive he got when he needed to. I actually loved that about my brother—the fact that he didn’t take shit lying down and fought for what he wanted.
Me: Opening day? Wow! I would love to.
Adam: Can I pick you up at 5?
Me: It’s a date.
“My?” Brayden lightly tapped his fingertips on my bedroom door.
“Yeah?” I rolled over as he started to enter my room.
He was still in his sweats from practice. “How’d the date go?”
I propped myself up on my elbow. “It was really nice. I’m going to see him again tomorrow night.”
“I’m glad it went well. He better treat you right!” Brayden growled a little, pointing his finger at me.
“Promise. He’s one of the good ones. You have a big day tomorrow. Get some sleep.”
He nodded. “I’m excited. Sleep well, sis.”
“You too, bro.”
Chapter 12
