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“Next Monday night at my place. It’s the most open for me.”

“You cook?”

“No. I’m going to have to add that to my list of things to learn, but no.”

“Nina cooks.”

“No, but her mother does, and she’ll walk us through something if you’re willing to risk it.”

“Adventure’s my game. Is seven good?”

“Sure. Seven’s great.”

“I’ll be there. Got an address?”

She held out a hand for his phone, added it to his contacts. “I can give you directions.”

“I’m good friends with Mr. Google. I’ll still be dropping by the bar. I might even try my hand at darts.”

“Roddy’s a killer.”

“I’ll risk it.”

He leaned in then, and she’d have called it a subtle nudge. Just the right amount of nudge the way his lips met hers. He didn’t push, but made an impact. And the flutter she hadn’t experienced in a long, long time added the perfect cap to the evening.

“Good night, Morgan.”

“Good night. I had a really good time.”

“Me, too. Drive safe.”

She drove safe, though she floated a bit on the quiet rush of a good-night kiss.

And when she floated into the house, Nina, glowing from her self-care, cozy in her pj’s, waited.

“Okay, I can take one look and know this was a major success in first dates. Tell! Did he hit on you?”

“The perfect amount. I really like him.” With a happy sigh, she dropped into a chair. “He’s just easy and fun to talk to. He’s been so many places and tells a good story. He listens.”

She lifted her shoulders, let them fall. “And when he kissed me good night, my stomach fluttered.”

“What kind of kiss? Be descriptive.”

“I’m going to say soft, and just a little dreamy. No push, no blast of heat. Just easy, and effective. I ended up asking him to dinner next Monday night.”

“Whoa!” Jumping up, Nina did a quick dance. “Holy shit. He didn’t drug you, did he? Or use some sort of mind trick?”

“He’s a nice, great-looking, interesting man. That’s it.”

“More than enough. We’ll have Mama help us cook something. Or do you want me to disappear Monday?”

“No.” That came immediate and decisive. “Please, don’t disappear. I wouldn’t have invited him unless you’d be here.”

“Should I ask Sam?”

“Yes, that evens it out or something. Nothing fancy, Nina. A nice, easy dinner. Let’s stay casual.”

“Casual sexy. We’ve got this, Morgan.”

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