Chapter 3
AT THE Y I FOUND my workout buddies waiting for me, but there was no time for conversation, as our reserved court was already available.
Later, in the steam room, Sam said, “You have a rather self-satisfied look on your face this morning, Mitch. Got laid last night, did you?”
“You could say that,” I said.
“Rosalie back in town already?” Joe said.
“Not for another couple of weeks,” I said.
There were knowing looks all around, and Sam asked the question for them. “So, does this mean it’s over?”
“Is what over? It wasn’t exactly the affair of the century.”
“You know what I mean. Are you going to stop asking her out?”
“Yeah.”
“She know that?”
“Not yet.”
“Ouch,” Rob said.
“I’m going to talk to her today or tomorrow,” I said. “It’s not as though we ever made any sort of com
