Page 138 of Fly's Path

Those are my least favorite words. “First, we need to make plans for our next date. I was thinking about picking you uptomorrow after we run together for breakfast. Then we can spend the day on my bike. The weather shouldn’t be too cold, but we can pick you up some leathers after breakfast.”

“That sounds perfect, but—”

I don’t like the word but.

“I already have plans tomorrow,”

“Wedding prep…I guess we could make it Tuesday.”

“Tuesday is free so far. But it’s not wedding stuff. There’s this sweet old lady who needs my help. It’s kind of silly, but I promised I’d help her.”

My woman does sweet well even if it’s irritating because I want to see her. “Does she need an extra set of hands? I could come help.”

“I don’t think so, but I could ask. There’s definitely room on the helicopter.”

Heli—What? “What’s this sweet old lady’s name?”

“Viola Allan.”

Viola Allan? The only Viola I know is, “Viola Vincenti?”

“That’s her grandson’s last name. Her married name is Viola Allan.”

My girlfriend is helping Viola Vincenti. Vex was right. He was trying to warn me, and I didn’t listen. Is it too late? Has she decided to work her wily ways on my woman…I need to do something about this now.

“So, how about Tuesday for our date? Once Wednesday hits, I expect it to be all wedding stuff.”

“Tuesday sounds fine.” I need to figure out how to get my woman out of this grandmother’s clutches now, before I’m invited to the wedding as a guest.

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If I can’t spend the day with her, I’m going to spend the morning running with Sheri, virtually at least.

She’s up and moving around already.

Fly

You ready to run with me this morning?

Sheri

Almost. I’m just trying to sneak out of the house.

Fly

Back to your teenage years?

Sheri

I never needed to sneak out.

Fly

Were you a nerdy teacher’s pet who never got in trouble?

Sheri

Hardly