“How’s it going, Steph?”
Stephanie patted her belly. “Getting closer to D Day.”
“You’re feeling good?”
“I feel great. Ready to meet my little one.”
“Do you know what you’re having?”
“We do, but we’re keeping it a secret.”
“That’s cool. Do you know Morgan Weyland? Billy’s brother. This is Stephanie McCarthy.”
She shook Morgan’s hand. “Nice to meet you, and I’m so sorry for your loss.”
“Thanks. You’re married to Grant, right?”
“That’s right.”
“I went to school with him. He was between me and my brother.”
“He told me that. He’s hoping to catch up with you while you’re here.”
“I’m meeting Mac for a beer tomorrow. He’s welcome to join us.”
“He’d love to.”
“I’ll ask Mac to send him the place and time.”
“Perfect. Dessert is on me tonight. Enjoy your dinner.”
“Thanks, Steph.”
“Of course.”
Sierra flipped the menu over to examine the dessert menu. “I’ll have one of each, please.”
“Does someone have a sweet tooth?”
“It’s ridiculous. I wish I could identify which one it is. I’d have it pulled.”
He tossed his head back as he laughed.
* * *
Damn, the man was hot, dressed all in black with a little gel to tame his salt-and-pepper hair. He had just the right amount of scruff on his jaw and a smile that lit up his dark eyes. She liked making him laugh. Hopefully, it gave him a moment of lightness in an otherwise difficult time in his life.
“Note to self.” He pretended to write something on an imaginary notepad. “Keep her in sweets.”
“That’s the quickest way to my heart.”
His brows lifted in surprise.
“Yikes. That was a big reveal for a first date. Scratch that.”
“I will not scratch that. I’m recording all the information I’ll need to secure a second date. Whereas my next move might’ve been to send flowers to say thanks for a great night, I’ll skip that in favor of chocolate.”
“How do you know it’s going to be a great night?”