Paige Rewritten by Erynn Mangum

Author:Erynn Mangum
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Navigators

Chapter

13

I spend the rest of the afternoon doing stuff around the apartment. I straighten up and while I’m straightening, I find a book I haven’t read in a couple of years and get distracted.

By the time I look up from the book, it’s five o’clock and Tyler will be knocking on my door to pick me up for the double date in fifteen minutes. I gasp and run for the bedroom.

Layla always dresses up, so I have to look semipresentable. I’ve already decided on a cute deep-red sundress and flats and I’m going to bring a denim jacket with me in case it gets cold in the restaurant. Give me enough sweet tea and I’m immediately freezing.

Tyler knocks at 5:20. I got ready in record time so I could finish the chapter I was on.

“Sorry I’m late,” he says in his typical hello, looking nice in dark-rinsed jeans and a button-down blue-and-white pinstripe shirt over a white undershirt and boots.

I shrug. I got to finish the chapter and I figured he’d be late, which was why I told him to come a few minutes early.

I’m learning.

“Thanks for picking me up, Tyler.”

“Sure thing! Hey, so on my way over here, I was thinking. We still need to go to that baseball game.”

I nod. I thought of it earlier this week. I was actually starting to get excited about it, even though I won’t be able to watch the game in my pajamas. I looked the team up on the Internet and they do fireworks at some of the night games.

Fireworks are a pretty good reason to get out of your pajamas.

I’m not sure that a hot dog is, but I can handle getting dressed for fireworks.

We get to the steak house and Peter and Layla are already there. Layla looks adorable in jeans and a black lacy top. “Oh, this is so exciting!” she squeals, grabbing my forearms when we walk in. “Our first official double date as an engaged couple!”

I’m assuming the “our” is referring to Peter and her.

Peter and Tyler shake hands and we get called to our table a few minutes later. It’s crowded tonight. Country music is blaring over the speakers, the whole restaurant is dimly lit, TVs are glaring silently whatever game ESPN is showing, and peanut shells crunch under our feet as we walk.

We are led to the very back corner of the restaurant and the hostess points to a corner booth. “Does this work?”

I have no idea why they ask that question. Do people really say no when there’s a twenty-minute wait for a table?

Layla and I both slide in and the boys take the outside. The hostess hands us the menus and leaves. Layla is giddy. “Oh this is so fun! This is so exciting!”

I just laugh at her and open my menu. I haven’t eaten here in a very long time. I do, however, remember their incredible rolls and delicious fried onions with some type of awesome sauce.

Which leads me to my

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