“That’s great! Did he say what you’ll be doing or where you’ll be going?”

“No. All he said was what I’m wearing now is pretty much what I should wear tonight.Oh, and to bring a light jacket, that the desert can get chilly at night.”

“Huh. Well, not much to go on, but we’ll work with it.” She shrugs her shoulders.

I stop in my tracks, causing Denise to falter. “Denise, I’m nervous.”

She looks sympathetically at me before giving me a hug. “I know, Abbs, but don’t be.You’re going to look fabulous, feel fabulous, and you’re going to have a wonderful time with whatever you do.”

“What if tonight’s the night? I mean, what if he wants to, you know,get physical? Do I bring protection, or would that look too eager? Should I rely on him to bring it? Or do you think that’d makehimlook to eager?”

“Abby, stop. You’ll drive yourself crazy, and there’s no need for that. I’m going to take care of you and guide you through this.”

“How? You’re not going to be on the date with me.”

“No, I’m not. But I’m going to instruct you on the possibilities and options.”

“God, this is like cramming for an exam that I’m sure I’m going to fail!”

She resumes her guidance of me out the door and to the BMW. “No, you are not going to fail. How could you? You’ve got a great, hunky guy who likes you and seems willing to go at your pace. It’s a win-win.”

I’m not a hundred percent sure she’s correct, but I try to relax and go with it. As we climb into the car, all I can think about are Cliffs notes… and not falling off the edge.