I’d nearly stood Tessa up strictly based on my need to deny the pint-sized woman who delivered the message the smugness of knowing that my mother was setting me up on dates. Thinking of Chloe’s full, pink lips twitching with amusement makes my jaw ache with the pressure my molars are applying to each other. I need to forget about Chloe. I won’t let myself wonder if she’s somewhere in the city with her own date tonight.