Chapter Three
“NOW YOU’RE GOING on a date with him? He’s a single dad, Aimee. Why go on a date with someone who has a kid? Tell me he’s at least rich or something?”
Karla sat on the edge of Aimee’s bed, as her sister tried to decide which outfit looked good, but not boring, on her. Or trampish. She didn’t want to come off like her sister, and this was just a dinner to thank her for babysitting Abigail. It’s not like it was an official date or anything. Aimee didn’t know what one of those even looked like, it had been so long since she went on one. “Why do you sound so surprised? I go on dates.” Liar. “And no, he’s not rich. I don’t go out with people for what they have. Besides, this is just a thank you dinner. Nothing fancy.”
“A thank you dinner? What is he thanking you for? What exact
