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My stomach swooped, my nerves tingling with something that felt good. “Okay, date. Not work. I’m down with that. So, no mood boards then. Got it. I’ll leave my colour swatch binder at home.”
He made a happy sound. “I’m glad I called,” he said softly. “I wasn’t sure if I should.”
“You absolutely should.” I was smiling. I wasn’t sure I’d stopped yet. “And I’m glad you did. And just so you know, I wouldn’t mind seeing your place tomorrow anyway. As your date.”
His breath in and groan on the exhale made my insides curl.
“I wouldn’t mind that either,” he said.
Oh, hell yes. He was definitely on the same page. “So, I’ll see you tomorrow?”
“Yep. I’ll be finished at the shop by one. I’ll need to duck home and get changed.”
“Oh, your work clothes are fine,” I began.
“Well, if Robbie and Tan found out I went on two dates in my work clothes, they would kill me. And I’m not even exaggerating. Robbie’s going to revoke my gay card when he finds out I went to dinner tonight with you whilst wearing my work uniform. He’ll be horrified.”
“Tell him it was my idea and that I made you do it.”
He snorted. “Throwing you under the bus doesn’t feel right.”
“Well, don’t worry if he does revoke your gay card. I’m sure I have a spare one somewhere.”
“Thanks.”
“Well, I should go. My show’s almost over. I don’t know what to watch next.My Dream Homeor that sewing bee show.”
“There’s a sewing bee show?”
I gasped. “Okay, you’re definitely not on my level of middle-aged gay. You need to get up to speed.”
He laughed quietly. “I shall google. In the name of research. Will there be a quiz?”
“Absolutely.”
“I’ll look forward to it.”
Yep. Still smiling. “See you tomorrow, Keats.”
“Yes, you will.”
I ended the call and hugged my cushion with the stupidest smile on my face, wiggling a little happy dance in my seat, resisting the urge to squeal, and thanking god that Cory couldn’t see me now.
I did manageto get some work done in the morning, which was probably a good thing. I needed the distraction because while I sat on King’s Wharf waiting for Keats to show up, I was heading intooverthinkingterritory, which never ended well.
For anyone.
Especially Cory.
“What if I’m reading too much into this?” I asked him. “Actually, I’m pretty sure I am.”
“Well, yesterday you said you found the man you’re going to marry, so...”
“Right? Because... well, damn. I still think that today. Probably more today than I did yesterday.”
“Oh dear.”
“And I basically invited myself to his place,” I added. “Why do I do this?”
