“Chelsea, I don’t see it.”

“It’s right here,” she says, pointing with her other hand to a simple onyx band.

“That’s not a diamond.”

“You know I don’t wear diamonds.”

“Oh, I forgot you went all college activist on me. And he remembered that?”

“He did. Because he remembers things about me.”

“How sweet.”

“I know.”

“You guys are amazing together.”

“We should all get together tomorrow. A dinner party, maybe?”

“Yes! You know I live for dinner parties!”

“So does Aiden.”

I swallowed the joke I wanted to make about her new fiancé, “Excellent.”

“It’ll be fun.”

“I’ll tell Ashley tonight…at the gala.”

“Oh, that’s right. Do you think maybe tonight will be…the night?” she asks, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

“I hope so.”

“Make it happen, Spence. You’re young and talented and free.”