Page 40 of The Best Is Yet to Come

“It has to be. I mean, Ben’s entire life is at school. He doesn’t have a job, all his friends attend here, and he’s serious about getting a football scholarship. All the scouts are looking at him this year. I only want to help my brother.”

Spencer understood her dilemma.

“I’m sorry about everything, Spence. I really am. I’ll be your date tonight. Your real date.”

“I’m sorry, too,” he said, and he was.

They started walking toward the gym, her arm tucked in his. He heard the loud music even before they entered the building. After checking in, they stepped inside. It seemed everyone close to the door turned to look at the two of them. To his delight, Callie was all smiles.

“Hey, LeAnn and Steve,” she called and waved. “Good to see you.”

Others in the group around them raised their hands in greeting, all the while keeping close watch on Callie and him.

“Come on, Spencer, let’s dance.” She took his hand and led him onto the polished dance floor. The song was a ballad, and she looped her arms around his neck and smiled up at him.

“You know what?” she said. “After the rough way this night started out, I didn’t expect to enjoy myself.”

“You mean you are?”

She smiled. “Surprisingly so, yes. I hope you are, too.”

Callie was in his arms just the way he’d dreamed about. “I don’t have any complaints,” he said, grinning at her.

“Me, neither,” she whispered.

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