Sara was cleaning up her kitchen when her phone dinged with a new alert. She finished the dishes, then checked the message.
We’re going out. I’ll be there in ten minutes.
She smiled at the text from Peter. He sent it six minutes ago, so she rushed to change out of her pajamas and into something she could wear in public. She was just pulling a pair of shorts on when there was a knock on her door.
Sara hobbled to the door and finished buttoning her shorts then pulled the door open.
“Oh, good. You got my message,” Peter said, stepping inside. “You look great. Are you ready?”
Sara laughed. “No. I had four minutes to get ready.”
“And you’re still gorgeous. Women around the world would be jealous.”
Sara laughed again. “You’re a charmer. How is it you’re still single?”
“Because you haven’
