Chapter Nineteen
Three weeks later, Naomi was stretched out on the couch, Jason sitting at the end, feet propped up on his coffee table, her feet in his lap, feeling very full after an excellent dinner they’d cooked together. They’d started looking up fun and complex recipes because they had such a great time working together in the kitchen.
Tonight’s dinner of chickpea curry hadn’t been too complicated since it was a weeknight, but it had been delicious.
When the show they were watching ended, he squeezed her foot.
“Nay?”
“Hm?”
“My mom asked if we wanted to come to dinner this weekend.”
The hesitation in his voice had her turning over and stuffing the pillow behind her back so that she could look at him straight on. “Okay. You sound unsure.”
“Can I go into dork mode again, for a m
