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gave me a quick wink before placing his order. “ I , however, would like to give the sturgeon a try.” I may have imagined it, but I thought I saw his eyes slide in my direction on the word “ try ”.
       The waiter clasped his hands together, gave a slight bow and said, “Very good,” before excusing himself to put in our order.
       Devin tucked his glasses back into his pocket and said, “So... We were discussing your recent workload?” He smiled and added, “Have you any thoughts regarding the wedding?”
       Just hearing him say the word “wedding” caused my stomach to drop. I guessed it was the first time he’d used that term out loud, and I must have been excited at the sound.
       I knew I was expected to have been in possession of a slew of bridal magazines that I’d collected over the years, diligently rifling through them from the time I was old enough to walk. But the truth was, I was always more of a tomboy growing up. The whole wedding thing was as foreign to me as it was to Devin. So, no. I had no thoughts regarding our wedding.
       I responded, “Not really. Not yet anyway. You?”
       He chuckled and answered, “No. I guess I hadn’t really thought about it either. Hmmm... Off the top of my head though, I’m thinking maybe the spring? What do you think?”
       Even I knew that there was no way to pull a proper New Jersey wedding together in under a year. Besides, my cousin was getting married in May. I thought that expecting my entire family to do the whole wedding thing twice in one season would be asking a lot, and told Devin as much.
       Then I asked, “Oh, hey. Are you coming with me to their engagement party? You were going to check your calendar and see if you were free.”
       Devin finished his sip of wine and asked, “Whose engagement is it again?”
       When I gave him a “ really? ” look across the table, he put his hands up, laughing. “Whoa. I was a little consumed with our engagement these past weeks. Can you blame me?”
       I ran a hand over my ring, gave him a fake dirty look and answered, “No, I guess not.” Then, in answer to his inquiry, “My cousin Jack, remember? He popped the question a couple months ago? His fiancée Livia did that photo shoot for us back in the winter. You liked her work.”
       The crinkle in Devin’s brow relaxed. “Ah, yes. Jack and Livia. The party’s on the...”
       I blew out an exasperated breath. “The twenty-ninth. September twenty-ninth. It’s a Friday.”
       He cracked his neck, then looked at me guiltily. I already knew what was coming. “Uh-oh. Layla... honey ... You’re going to kill me, but I just booked my flight for that conference. I’ll be gone the whole week.”
       I didn’t know if I was surprised, but I definitely knew I was pissed. “Devin! I asked you about this weeks ago!”
       He gave a quick glance to our surrounding area, mouthing a shush in my direction and motioning his hands for me to keep my voice down. “I know, I know. I feel horrible, hon. I really can’t cancel, though. I swear I would if I could.”
       “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
       “I wish I were.”
       As I sat there stewing, the waiter brought our first course. The tartare looked phenomenal, but I had suddenly lost my appetite. Devin, however, dove right in. He took a first bite, closing his eyes and moaning in rapture. He was doing nothing more than enjoying his food, but at that moment, nothing could be more annoying to me than watching him chew. He looked at me then, could see my arms crossed against my chest, the scowl on my face. I hated myself for pouting, all whiny and Veruca Salt, but I hadn’t yet gotten over the slight.
       “Hon. What are you waiting for? You should really try this.”
       When I didn’t make a move, he acquiesced, put his fork down and said, “Okay, you’re mad. I get it.” He placed both hands on the table and looked right into my eyes, giving me