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“You don’t have to say anything, darling. I’m happy that my instincts weren’t wrong. I could tell the minute you entered thekitchen that something has changed. He couldn’t take his eyes off you the entire time."

He’d looked at me that much?I’d caught him a few times, but I hadn’t realized he’d been watching me the whole time. My face split into a grin again.

“I know my grandson. He’s been different lately. He’ll disagree with me on this and say he likes his life as it is, but I know deep down he longs for a relationship. He doesn’t allow himself to admit it.”

Her words stirred something in my chest.Oh, Tate…

Beatrice went to the living room and sat next to Paisley. I seized my chance and texted Tate.

Lexi: Beatrice knows. I have no clue how this happened. I didn’t tell her.

He replied immediately.

Tate: Don’t worry. I was sure she caught on. She was giving me funny looks this morning. Can you get somewhere alone? I want to call you.

Lexi: Sure. Give me a minute.

I headed upstairs to one of the bathrooms. There was no chance of Paisley or Beatrice finding me here.

Lexi: I’m alone.

He called the next second.

“Hey,” I said, leaning against the closed door.

“Hey. We didn’t get to talk again before I left.”

“I know. What did you want to talk about?”

“Seeing you. Out of the house. Every time I make plans, something gets in the way, so I’m going to be spontaneous.”

“Why do I have a feeling that’s not your thing?” I asked with a grin.

“It usually isn’t.”

“So I get special treatment?”

“Yes, Lexi. You do. You fucking do.”

My breath caught, and I only managed a whispered “Okay.”

“Do you have time for a date tonight?”

I shimmied my hips, barely restraining the urge to break out in a happy dance.

“Yes, I do,” I exclaimed. “I do.”

“Good. I can’t wait for tonight, Lexi.”

“Back at you.”

I hung up, and my face exploded in a huge smile.

I had a date with Tate Maxwell.

A date.

I was the luckiest woman on the planet.