In Her Head by Lynn Townsend
“No, Tim, I can’t work overtime this weekend, especially not on late notice like this,” I prompted, hopeful. “I have a date.”
“Sure, absolutely,” Laurel said. “I know that inventory’s got everyone crazy. No, no, I didn’t have anything to do. Just hanging out, reading a book and grazing around in the ‘fridge.”
“You are a f*****g liar!” I screamed. “Date! Remember that? Tall, brown eyes, great ass? You know if you call Sean and back out of a second date, he’s not likely to ask you for a third. Weren’t you planning on getting laid tonight?”
“Yep. Give me an hour, I’ll be in. Want me to bring you a coffee?” Laurel paused, listened. “Oh, no, I understand. Family first. Sure. Give my love to Carole.”
“Family first? You believe that s**t? He’s making you work so
