There it was again.
He was dragging up the past, just like always.
Wren quickly cut him off. "Fine. 10 Bay Curve Road, right? I'll call this afternoon and make a reservation."
Jasper looked at her helpless expression, amusement filling his eyes. Even his lifted tone made it clear that he was in a good mood. "You don't need to book it. If you do, it'll take three months. Besides, you're very good at going back on your word. Who knows if you'll still treat me three months from now?"
He thought for a moment.
"I'm leaving on a business trip tomorrow and coming back next Friday. Let's make it next Saturday. The doctor said you still have two more bags of IV fluid tomorrow, so you can spend the next few days taking care of your stomach."
"Next Saturday?" Wren sounded doub
