“So your plan was to sleep with people for money, sleep with Aiden to get hooked up with a good lawyer, and sleep with me for what? For fun? Because I’m obviously just some naïve idiot that you can lie to and feel completely validated in doing so, right?”

“I wasn’t planning on you. I wasn’t planning on someone who cared.”

“Well, I did care.”

“You care now. You’re still talking to me.”

“Get out.”

“Look at me,” she says, scooting forward to rest her hand on the side of my face. I hate to admit that it still gives me chills. “Spencer, please. I’m trying here. I’m not good at this stuff, so cut me some slack. I really want this date to happen.”

I look at her, testing her sincerity through her eyes. She’s unwavering in her stare, and her hand is still holding me in place. Though her fingers are moving now, caressing me in a way I’m sure she isn’t aware of or she’d pull away.

“Ok.”

“Ok?”

“Ok.”

She smiles wide. The biggest I’ve seen from her yet and nods in excitement, “Good. Because I can’t wait for tonight.”

“I can’t either,” I answered honestly.