Page 28 of Bone’s Choice
That wasn’t exactly convincing, but I hadn’t known her long enough to push, so I didn’t.
She clapped her hands once. “What are you doing for dinner?”
Subject officially changed.
I glanced at the dirt on my knees. “Big plans.”
“Oh?”
“Hot date with a TV dinner and reruns of Family Matters.”
Pink put a hand over her heart. “Steve Urkel?”
“The man himself.”
“Sexy.”
“Very.”
She nodded seriously. “I can do you one better.”
“I doubt that.”
“Dinner at my house.”
I raised an eyebrow. “And?”
“Golden Girls.”
I stared at her.
She stared back.
“Okay,” I said. “You win.”
“I know.”
“Are you always this competitive?”
“Yes.”
“At least you’re honest.”
Pink pointed toward me. “One hour.”
“Bossy.”
“Aggressively helpful.”
I shook my head, remembering her shirt from the other day. “Right.”
She started backing toward her house. “I’m serious. One hour.”
“I’ll be there.”
“I have wine.”
“Now you’re just showing off.”
