Ellie POV
Lance took me out to the same bar and grill where we’d run into each other a while back. It was a really nice spot, so I wasn’t about to complain.
I hadn’t really thought through what he meant by “taking me out tonight.” I should have expected that he meant drinks, of course. Being pregnant, I wasn’t about to consume any alcohol. So as I looked over the drink menu, I found myself feeling a little anxious about what I was going to do. I didn’t want to raise his suspicion.
The waitress came over to take our order. She was young and very sweet, at least judging by her voice and smile.
“Hi there! What can I get started for you tonight? Do you know what you'd like to drink?” she asked brightly.
“Whiskey neat,” Lance answered easily.
I held the menu up and looked at it thoughtfu
