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back into the booth, stretching one arm along the top of the booth and his other arm out resting on the table.
    “It was good,” I answer, smiling over at him.
    “How about awesome or incredible? How about you couldn’t keep your eyes off the lead singer?” he jokes.
    “You are a really good singer,” I admit.
    “That’s it? That’s all you have to say?” He leans forward in his seat, eager to hear more.
    “Well…I do have one question.” I tap my finger to my bottom lip.
    “Yeah?”
    “Is the drummer single?” I grin up to him.
    “Oh man, I think you just broke my heart.” He puts his hand over his chest, sighing.
    “Seriously though, how come you didn’t play any of the love songs from the album you gave me?”
    “First of all, I have never written a love song. Second, our band has a certain reputation and that doesn’t include the slower…more…emotional songs.”
    His response confuses me. Those songs were about losing someone and being left alone. Did he just lie to me again? That would mean two times in just a few hours.
    “I think your fans would like your slower songs. I fell completely in love with them,” I confess.
    “Really? That means a lot.” Brady appears surprised by my reaction to his music. “I don’t usually share…” He stops when Jackie interrupts us with our food.
    “Here you guys go.” She sets down two chocolate milkshakes, two cheeseburgers with fries, and a plate full of nachos in the middle.
    “I’m never going to finish this,” I tell him after she walks away.
    “Wait until you taste this food.” He pops a fry into his mouth and smiles from ear to ear.
    After the meal, my stomach is so bloated I think the button of my pants might pop off. Brady tells me how he’s been coming here since he was little. He grew up in this town and has lived his whole life here. I keep him in the dark regarding my past, telling him I went to Western Colorado and my family resides there as well. I can’t fault him for lying since I am too.
    I go to the bathroom after the meal, leaving Brady to chat with Jackie about someone they both know. I stare at myself in the mirror, applying the lip gloss that the food and shake rubbed off. My hair has fallen limp and straight so I pull it back in a low ponytail. Straightening my blouse out, I venture back out to the booth. Jackie’s gone and Brady is doing something with his phone.
    “Did you enjoy the meal?” He puts his phone away and peers up to me.
    “I did. I can’t believe I ate that much,” I declare, observing my half-eaten burger with no fries left and an empty milkshake.
    “I might have overdone it with the nachos,” he admits, chuckling. “Are you ready?” He scoots out of the booth, waiting for me.
    “Where’s the bill?” I grab my purse, scooting out myself.
    “Oh, I took care of it already.” He grins up to me.
    “I was supposed to pay,” I exclaim, narrowing my eyes.
    “Sorry, I forgot.” He jokingly shrugs his shoulders. “I guess you will just have to treat me another time. Actually, twice now.” He laughs.
    “Brady Carsen, did you set me up?”
    “Maybe.” He raises his eyebrows up to me. “It’s not in me to let a lady pay.”
    “Goodnight, you two,” Jackie says, waving from behind the counter.
    “Bye, Jacks. Thanks for everything,” Brady responds and waves back.
    “Nice to meet you, Jackie,” I say in return.
    “You too, sweetie,” she replies.
    Brady opens the door for me and I watch him make his way to his side of the car. He is so different than what I’m used to as are the feelings he invokes in me. I’m at ease with him, as though I would walk away from the life I know and be content to spend my remaining days with him. Holy Shit, what the hell, Sadie?
    When he settles in the car, he looks over at me and I see it on his face. His desire is clear as he gazes at my eyes and then my lips and back up to my eyes again. I see his hand moving up to my cheek. Oh I want this, I want