I can get you booked on a ton of shit. You look like the All Americanteenage girl."I smiled at the absurdity of it. I put on an exaggerated accent,"...hmigod, Chloe! Like, seriously?" The sentence with a risinginclination at the end."Please. Don't. Ever. Do. That. Again." Her phone buzzed. It wasBecca. It was a selfie of Becca sticking her tongue out. All it saidwas, "She's mine." With some hearts and winking emojis.Becca"So, Jordan," Anna, Louise's assistant, said, "you'll be working. I caught her glancing down at the ring on my finger and must have surmised that it was not her place to express judgment; after all, this table could reap a good tip. “Yes, I think we’d like to have a bottle of your local Pinot Grigio.” “Good choice Sir, I’ll be right back.” With our waitress away to fetch our drinks, Sam leaned in and gave me a naughty look. “She didn’t ask me for ID!” Her eyes sparkled with a youthful glee and charm. “Well, it’s because you are with me beautiful.” I. "Ok, Warriors, we move in but we move smart. Kim, get a timekeeper. I'll mount it on the end of a broomstick and probe ahead. It will change rate or break off if we find a time interface. Keep your companions in sight at all times. Make sure someone can see you." Sticks and clocks in the utility room, Boss. Headlights, too. I hate to fight in the dark." Kim grinned, "Time to kick some alien ass." Ready to mount up, Pixies? Move out!"He assembled the forward probe and grabbed a net connected. ’ He leaned, kissed me softly and drove off. Damn! I thought. I’ll never see him again. I trudged up the stairs, inserting the key into the lock just as the clock struck twelve. So predictable! Of course, I wondered why he left as he did. Maybe he detected the excitement spinning in my head. Leaning into the mirror where I had glowed with anticipation only hours earlier, I looked at myself and whispered, ‘You blew it, didn’t you.’ Dialing my phone, I thoughtlessly awakened Heather. ‘How did.