Suddenly, the restaurant’s romantic ambience felt like an insult.She checked her phone for the tenth time. Ben was now almost a half-hour late. No... only that, Luca hadn’t responded to her text. She had just reached for her purse to take out her credit card, when she suddenly felt someone’s presence. She looked up... It was Luca.Standing before her in a suit and tie, looking stylish and sexy, he held a single, long-stemmed rose. “Happy Birthday, Holly,” he said, handing her the voluptuous. ” I said, taking the safe side. “Are you always such a wheeler?” Ryan smiled as he asked me. He was sitting closest to me, and I could smell the alcohol off his breath. He could probably smell mine, too. I smiled. “Not always, but I do have my moments.” “Teach me, ha-ha!” Ryan laughed hard, harder than a sober person would have. “Yeah, maybe you can even get Megan out of a dress, hmm?” AJ suggested, and we all laughed drunkenly. Megan, however, did not. She shoved AJ hard, swearing at him. . His long, muscled legs ate up the distance, even through the tall grass, and he soon passed the wagon.One of the prostitutes stumbled, vanishing into the grass, which was now bending before a steady gale. He planted his foot hard upon reaching her, coming to an abrupt stop, and grabbed her arm, jerking her back to her feet.“C’mon. We’ve got to run.”Though the brunette – he dimly remembered that her name was Cammie – winced, she nodded and took off into a hobbling jog. As the wagon passed him. ”I chimed in with, “I agree. Why don’t you drive us home immediately after practice, you could have lunch with us at ... my house and then go to the premier team’s practice pitch where we go after practice to ... well, practice? Oh, wait. There’s a regular pick-up game on that field on Mondays. We could do the school field on Monday, then our neighborhood on Tuesday. Would that work for you?”“Sure. We could pop to the pizza place after practice on Monday and then do extra work after.