That night, I wore a plum sweater dress that Savi loaned me. She called it her lucky dress. I didn’t allow my brain to focus too much on just how she got lucky, but I needed all the luck I could get tonight. I’d paired it with tall boots, and a pea jacket that just hit my knees. When Ty appeared, he was dressed in jeans, a tailored wool coat, and a ball hat. It was cold as he took my arm once we got outside, but thankfully the Shadows trucks had the best of the best when it came to heaters, and it warmed up fast. Ty didn’t talk much on the way there, but he kept a hand on my thigh. As usual, he watched the mirrors like clockwork.
Zack’s parking lot was busy, but I knew he’d saved us the best table in the back, thanks to Savannah, who’d called ahead to make the dinner reservation for us.
