Chapter 82

SOPHIE WESLEY

“You had me there for a second." Nora exhaled with relief when I told her that I hadn't told Clinton about it yet.

She suddenly reached for my hand across the table, her eyes fixed on me. "Do you think he's going to say yes? He doesn't have a girlfriend, does he?”

I rolled my eyes mentally. How am I supposed to know that? Not that we're close or something.

Still, I smiled at Nora and patted her hand gently. I knew better than to tell her that.

"I'll find a way to set up the date. We need to make it as natural as we...