“I made up some bullshit excuse about needing to make decisions in-person, just so I could take you to dinner without having to wait two weeks to see you. The least I can do is carry all the stuff I made you bring.” “I knew it.” Shaking her head at me, she bites back her smile. “This isn’t a date, you know.” “Oh God, no. It’s a work meeting, Hallie. Focus, please.”
