nodded.
“And I’m keeping Thursday nights at the studio,” she added.
“I expected you would.”
“I know. I just want to say it.”
“Good.”
She looked at me over her water glass.
“We’re going to assume we know how to do this because we already know each other.”
“Probably.”
“Knowing my coffee order isn’t the same as knowing how to be my boyfriend.”
The word settled between us.
Boyfriend.
I tried not to look as pleased as I felt.
“I’ll endeavor to develop additional skills.”
“Listening appears promising.”
“High praise.”
