Would he be speaking Spanish all night and leaving me to fend for myself? I couldn’t believe it. Would language be our ultimate deal breaker? I hoped not.
By the time the burgers got to our table, we were feeling rushed.
“Damn. I really wanted to go home or your place or somewhere to get myself together before we showed up, Manny.”
He nodded in understanding.
“My place is on the way. I can loan you a shirt and tie. We need to be casual business.”
Since it was the first I’d heard about a dress code, I nodded. I could have brought a change of clothes with me and left them in the truck during the day. Getting angry or complaining now wouldn’t help though. I was nervous enough with the idea of meeting his parents and extended family members. I couldn’t believe my gringo mojo was going to
