Chapter 19
I entered the lobby of Metro Hall with a bounce in my step after signing the contract that booked the venue when my phone beeped with a text notification. I knew who it was, and a glow erupted from my heart, school-girl as that sounded. A week had passed since we started seeing each other, and he'd texted throughout the day.
Charlie Stevenson: Busy tonight?
Carol Lynne Miller: No, Hunky Brewster. Have something in mind?
Charlie Stevenson: It's Friday. Wanna do something? And Hunky Brewster?
Carol Lynne Miller: Define "something." Getting busy?
Carol Lynne Miller: And I was addicted to the reruns while I was in college.
Charlie Stevenson: Haha. Love it when you cut to the chase. But I was suggesting along the lines of movies. Do you want to see anything?
Carol Lynne Mill
