‘Now, about dinner. I’m available early evening tomorrow, I hope that suits? I’m sure agentlemanlike you knows themostwonderful places to take a girl.’
I wait for him to explain that he wasn’t exactly asking me out on a date. But he doesn’t. Grandma was right. She was completely right! He’s too well brought up to overtly correct my ‘mistake’, especially since I just referred to him as a gentleman.
‘Um … yes, well. I wasn’t … Yes, OK. I suppose early evening … could work?’
‘Divine,’ I purr down the phone. ‘I’m already looking forward to it.’
Like. A. Boss.
Completely oblivious to the cunning trickery that has just been performed upon him, one Leo Frost agrees to take one Lucille Darling for an early dinner date tomorrow evening.
I click off the phone and hold my hand out to Grandma for a high-five. She thinks I’m waving at her and waves back, a confused expression on her bespectacled face. Thankfully, Peach dives over, slaps my hand and saves the high-five. Phew.
It’s on. It’s on like donkey kong.
