Maddie met me at the front of the store when I finished work, and I kissed her on her cheek when I greeted her. I had already filled her in on Zac’s birthday coming up and how he was having a shindig with the relatives.
“You’re all glowly,” she comments when we walk down the street a little.
“Am I?” I asked.
“Yes… it’s almost sickening,” she comments, and I laugh tipping my head back.
“Shut up, b***h,” I say shaking my head and she smiles.
We walk side by side, but she kept looking at me from the corner of her eye.
“There’s something you’re not telling me,” she says, her eyes search my body searching for clues.
I just look at her with my eyebrows raised, waiting to see if she could guess, and after passing a couple not so good-looking stores to shop for a cocktail dress, she
