"So, what's the plan of action?" he inquired, interrupting her.
"Strategy," she inquired.
His nod was incisive. "For Sunday brunch. Nathan must not be aware that I am your date.
"Oh, no," she replied, "but he is aware that I own one."
So what now? We simply enter and ask, "Surprise?"
She questioned, "Do you have a better idea?"
He chewed out, "No," and groaned. "Anyway, surprise is probably preferable because you can witness his first response without giving him a chance to adjust to the concept."
She pivoted to gaze outside the window. The encounter with Nathan was not something she was looking forward to, especially not in front of so many strangers. Although he had never been overly attached to her, he had also never had to face the fact that they were dating. And the man he was
