Leighton changed her outfit three times.
The blue dress looked too formal. The jeans too casual. She settled on black pants and a cream sweater. Simple. Safe. Her hands shook buttoning the cuffs.
"It's just dinner," she told her reflection. "With your best friend. Who you've had dinner with a thousand times."
Except this time she was showing up as Noah's girlfriend. Official. Public. Real.
Her phone buzzed. Noah.
*Outside.*
She grabbed her bag. Locked the door. Walked down to where his car idled at the curb. He got out when he saw her. Opened her door. Waited.
"You look beautiful," he said.
"I'm nervous."
"Me too."
That helped somehow. Knowing he felt it too.
The drive to Chloe and Marcus's place took twenty minutes. Noah's hand found hers on the center console. Held on. His pal
