“Hey, beautiful, what’re you doing? Not tired, are you?”
Kate turned her head and saw Danny standing over her, hands on hips.
“Not tired, no. I’m a bit tipsy, thanks to you.”
“Good.” He held out a hand. “Up you get.”
Kate stood, her world spinning a little.
“Okay?”
“Yeah.” She brushed grass from her dress and shook back her hair. “I’m good.”
“And nervous,” said Danny, pulling a face. “Don’t be, she won’t bite.”
Kate smiled. “I’m being ridiculous, aren’t I?”
“No. I think it’s cute. Okay, deep breaths and shake off that fear.” Danny shook out his limbs like a gym instructor, and Kate copied. “That’s good, and deep breath in…long breath out…and we’re good to go. Drag night? I was going to take you for food first, but the bands ran over, so I’m running late.”
“That’s okay. Lunch was
