TessI was sitting at my desk, staring at my “I love you” canvas when Grier text me and told me to meet him at some new upscale pizza place after work. I wasn’t in the mood for pizza, I wasn’t really in the mood for much of anything these days, but there wasn’t much of a point in putting up a fight.
Since it was new, there was a little bit of a wait when we got there. Grier and I were discussing our wedding the following week as I scanned the restaurant checking out the surroundings, when I saw him, and my stomach dropped.
“Tess? Tess?”
“Huh?”
“I said, what did the caterer say about the last-minute changes?”
“Oh, um. Changes. Um.”
I couldn’t take my eyes off him and his date.
“Tess!”
“Um, yes. He said it was fine. He can make sure that dishes are gluten free for your friend and his
