Chapter Twenty-One
Jason looked around the crowded table as the waiter left from taking their orders. Naomi had booked them a small room in a Mexican restaurant in Bell View, not far from his karate studio. They’d needed the room, since so many people had gathered to celebrate his receiving the 2nd-degree black belt.
When she’d asked for his sensei’s number to make the arrangements, he’d been touched that she was so determined to be there. And even stupidly pleased that she’d been annoyed he hadn’t realized she would want to be there. But she hadn’t brought it up again, other than to find out what time he wanted to leave.
She’d worn one of his favorite dresses, and his absolute favorite thigh-high boots, and looked beautiful walking into the studio on his arm. And she’d squeezed him tig
