For a...a little while.”
“Long enough to have dinner with an old friend?”
He was asking her out. To dinner, and really, what would be the harm? This was what she wanted.
“Sure,” she said. “I’ll have dinner with you.”
“Saturday night? Where are you staying?” He touched her shoulder to usher her over to the side of the exam area, and she forced herself not to pull away.
They agreed on a time and exchanged phones to punch in numbers.
When she looked up, Troy was watching them, eyes narrowed, jaw set.
She shook her hair back. There was no reason for him to feel possessive. What had been between them was long gone.
So why did she feel so guilty?
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