Sissy’s heart felt like it would burst from her chest, and she’d be left standing there with a hole in her body.
CowboyDan was Dave.
And he hadn’t run away yet. Hadn’t rolled his eyes and headed for the exit. Could she get him to stay? Feeling so unlike herself, which honestly was what she needed to be, she said, “I sure enjoyed talking to you through the app.”
His eyes widened, and Sissy glanced left and right to see almost everyone in the nearby vicinity looking at them. “Do you want to eat?” She turned back to the booth, praying with every fiber of her soul that when she sat and looked at him, he’d be walking toward her.
She sat. She looked.
He’d moved a few steps in her direction. Relief swept through her in powerful waves, the way the ocean pounded into the cliffs in rocky areas.
