figure it out.”
“I’ll admit I had a crush on him in school but that was a long time ago.”
“It was a long time ago but I’m sure you have realized some things don’t change. Just promise me something?”
“What’s that?” Lissa would never know if she crossed her fingers behind her back. Brady had learned early, promising her sister something before she knew what she was promising was asking for trouble.
“Give him a chance.”
“What? Darren?” Now Brady was sure her sister knew something she didn’t.
“No, Brad Pitt! Of course Darren.”
“We are just having dinner, Lissa, and I go home tomorrow.”
“I know. Do you think you will ever move back here?”
The question took her by surprise. They had never talked about it before. “Honestly, I didn’t think you cared one way or the other.”
“Of course I care! We are sisters and even though we have never been close I sometimes wonder if that would change if we lived in the same state at least.”
Brady was even more shocked when Lissa wrapped her arms around her and kissed her on the cheek. “Call me in the morning and let me know how the date went?”
Brady nodded her assent, already knowing she wouldn’t as Lissa grabbed her things and waved at the door.
Things were not going like she expected at all. She was slowly realizing that even though everything looked the same around her, nothing really was.
It was almost six by the time she made it back to the hotel. She had delayed going back to her room on purpose so she wouldn’t have time to overthink and make herself nervous. But then she regretted it when she spent too much time blow-drying and brushing her hair until it was shiny and fell in pretty waves. It was the best she could do and now she needed to hurry.
Stepping into her new dress, she had to admit it looked good on her. It was a dark-gray material that clung to the right places. But when she looked in the mirror she about called the whole thing off. The plunging neckline showed more than her raciest outfit. But it was her own fault for letting Lissa talk her into it.
Taking a deep breath, she told herself not to be a coward and grabbed her new shoes and strapped them on. She was just finishing when she heard a knock at the door. He was early and it was too late to back out now.
Sucking in a deep, calming breath, she opened the door and almost swooned. He looked amazing. She blamed the dim lighting the night before for not seeing how mouthwatering he was.
His black hair was longer now and some of it flopped forward on his forehead, giving him that “just rolled out of bed” look. He wore slacks and a dark-blue blazer, making his shoulders look impossibly wide and his eyes, they stared at her without blinking.
He cleared his throat. “You look beautiful.”
“Thank you. Do you want to come in?”
“No, we have reservations at seven-fifteen. It was all I could get on such short notice.”
“Okay, let me just grab my purse.” Brady left him at the door as she grabbed her bag, taking her time and trying to slow her thundering heart.
Darren tried his best but he couldn’t keep his eyes from Brady’s perfect ass as she walked away. He had always thought she was beautiful but seeing her in that dress had sent all his blood to a place that shouldn’t be rising at the moment.
She was a woman now and it only made him more determined to get what he was after. She came back toward him, a little smile on her face, and he almost dropped to his knees then and there, begging her to let him get his hands on her. But that would never work because he didn’t just want her for a quick roll in the sheets.
He had a feeling if she knew what he really had in mind she would run the other way as fast as her pretty feet would carry her.
He was a little nervous, which was a totally new feeling to him. But he figured that was good, it would keep him on his toes. He didn’t want to botch things up like he had before.
She