“Well then, it’s a plan, and I’ll be over at—”
Lacey interrupted him. “Well, it’s four now, so how does six sound?”
“Perfect. I’ll see you around six.” With that, Seth got in his truck and waved to Lacey as he drove away, realizing he hadn’t just made her smile, but he was smiling too. He was actually looking forward to the evening with them.
Lacey made her way into the house with her gym bag on her shoulder, her Starbucks latte in one hand and a mocha Frappuccino for Jake in the other. She could already feel she was going to be sore from today’s workout. She let the door slam behind her—not that she could hear it for the music that was blasting from Jake’s room upstairs. She set her bag down and started to make her way upstairs while trying to decipher what he was listening to. She
