away? Do you not see me in that way? Am I still like a little brother in your eyes?” “I never saw you like that,” she said. “Not really. You were my best friend in high school.” He grinned and went back to eating his lunch. It was progress and he’d take it. While he still wanted to know what had happened between her and Chris, he was willing to let it go for now. “I still don’t know if you and I getting involved is a good idea.” He stopped mid bite. “Why?” “What happens when I move back to New York?” she asked. “Is that happening soon?” Given what he knew, Trent didn’t think it was. Abby took a drink before answering. “No. I think we’re going to be here a while. Max isn’t going to want to leave as long as his family needs him.” “So why are you worrying about something that could be in the distant future?” She ate in silence for several minutes. “I’ve always been a planner. You know that. It’s just how I am.” “Let’s make a deal, all right? No worrying about what the future may hold. No worrying about my brother or even my family. All I want is to spend time with you—get to know the woman you are today.” Abby raised a single eyebrow. “You doubt me?” Trent made sure to inject enough astonished disbelief into his voice that Abby laughed. “You don’t give up, do you?” “Nope. So you should just give in now and agree.” He flashed her a smile that in the past had served him well when it came to the opposite sex. “I’m not sure what I’m agreeing to.” “To spending time with me, of course.” He waggled his eyebrows back and forth, making her giggle. “Fine. We can spend some time together.” “Outside of work,” he clarified. Abby rolled her eyes. “Okay. We can spend time outside of work, if that will make you happy.” “It will. It does.” With that settled, they went back to eating their lunch. It was comfortable and he enjoyed the simplicity of it. It wasn’t until their server had cleared their plates that Trent brought up dinner at his parents’ again. “What about Sunday dinner? Will you come with me?” “Come with you, or with you ?” He shrugged as if the distinction didn’t matter. As far as he was concerned, it didn’t. He just wanted her there. She leveled a pointed stare in his direction. “That doesn’t answer the question.” Trent slid out of the booth and offered her his hand. She took it but he didn’t miss the look she gave him either. Taking Abby home as his date would be a clear message to his family, including Chris, that he was serious about her. Then again, it would also get his parents’ hopes up. At one point in time, they were sure Abby would be an official member of the family. “Why don’t we play it by ear? I mean we haven’t even gone on a first date yet.” “A date?” She looked nervous again. Trent placed a hand on her lower back as they walked out into the parking lot. “Did you miss that whole conversation we had back at the restaurant? I want us to spend time together.” “Yes, but I didn’t realize you meant you wanted us to go out on a date.” He opened the passenger door and waited for her to get inside. “What did you think I meant?” “I don’t know.” She looked a bit lost. Trent reached for her hand again and brought it up to his lips. He waited until she met his gaze. She seemed so unsure of herself, which wasn’t like the Abby he used to know. “Go out with me on Friday night. Let me show you a good time?” “What if it doesn’t go well?” she asked. “Are you questioning my ability to show you a good time?” She grinned. “No.” “So is that a yes?” he asked as he rubbed his thumb along the inside of her wrist. Trent knew he was playing dirty, but he’d waited so long for his chance with her. Abby closed her eyes and nodded. His day might not have started under the best of circumstances, but his week was definitely