Chapter 25
AlexaAdam picked one of Austin’s toniest steakhouses for dinner.
The foyer buzzed. The festival crowd already swelled even though the events didn’t start until Friday. A peal of jazz piano trickled toward me as I entered the bar. A tendril of hair escaped my high ponytail, and I smoothed it behind one ear.
I went back and forth with what to wear to my non-date. Thankfully, Austin didn’t require you to get dressed up. I’d gone for long, lean denim, heeled, rhinestoned sandals, and a flowing silk top that said pretty, but not sexy.
Pulling my shoulders back and lifting my head, I perused each face around the mahogany-paneled room. I hadn’t seen Adam for months, and a shiver of excitement betrayed my intentions.
The traitorous emotions brought to mind last night. I hadn’t hear
