“You know,” she said as she grabbed the olive oil from the pantry. One of the few items she hadn’t needed to get at the store. “I was being honest when I said I haven’t been missing going to the club. We’ve been having a hell of a lot of fun here.”
“I know. But I also know you do want to go. And be seen. With us.”
“True.” She’d drizzled the oil on six slices of bread and set them on a cookie sheet. Also something she hadn’t needed to buy, as Jesse was in the habit of buying squares of cookie dough that magically transformed into cookies when placed in the oven for a few minutes.
“But we have plenty of time to do all the things. I’m not in any rush.” She glanced over as she pulled out a knife and grabbed one of the avocados. “I’m happy to go on Saturday if that works out, but I can be pa
