“I guess I am.” He smiled.
“Then I’m not saying no.”
“Good. I have to go to court this afternoon, but I can pick you up at your place at seven.”
“I’ll be ready.” I beamed.
Sean took a seat at his desk, and I turned and left to go back to my cubicle. The rest of the afternoon seemed to drag on as I anticipated where we were going and what an actual date with him would be like.
When it was time to leave, I hadn’t seen Sean in several hours, and it only heightened my excitement.
“Leaving already?” Camille asked, as I gathered my things.
“Yep.”
“Another hot date?”
“You know it.” I winked.
She grabbed her handbag. “Well, mind if we walk to the garage together? I’m heading out too.”
“Of course not.”
Once in the elevator, I pushed the button for the ground floor.
“Where do you keep meeting these guys to date? An app?”
“Nope.” I shook my head. “This is the same guy as before.”
“Does that mean you have a boyfriend?”
I smiled as wide as I could because yeah, I did. “It just became official over Thanksgiving.”
The elevator dinged on the ground floor and the doors opened, letting us out.
“I’m so happy for you.”
“Thanks.” I couldn’t get rid of the grin on my face as I thought about Sean and his dark brown eyes.
“Are you bringing him to the office holiday party?”
“I … ah …” I stammered as I opened the door that led to the parking garage. “Maybe?”
He would be there, of course, but I wasn’t sure if he’d be there as my official date, or I suppose apublicdate.
“I would love to meet him.”
“We’re still new.”
“I get it, but the holiday party is fun. He’d probably enjoy it.” She lifted a shoulder.
“We’ll see.”
We walked toward our vehicles and mine was closest. “See you Monday.”
“Wait.” She blinked. “You drive an Escalade now?”
“Just a loner while I save up money to buy another car. Betsy died.”