“Wow. Wish I could go with you.”
“I wish you could, too, but the company’s paying for it, so it’s not like I can bring guests. Besides, you and I still have to pull together a date for a jazz concert.”
The waitress came to take their orders. Lenny noticed that Summer ordered only a garden salad and a glass of water.
“Wow, you eat like a bird,” Lenny commented.
“I know. I’ve never really eaten that much. I definitely didn’t get that from my mother. She eats likes crazy.”
“Well, it works for you. You definitely look good.”
Summer tried, unsuccessfully, to push back a smile.
Lenny continued. “I’m surprised you don’t have umpteen men trying to get your number.” That was less a compliment than a fishing effort from Lenny. He hoped she responded to it, eased his concerns. Why was an unmar
