Eloise
On Tuesday I receive a message from Dante asking me if I would like to grab dinner at some point this week. I am very surprised, informing Dominic of the message, further discombobulated by the fact that he doesn't see it as anything out of the ordinary. It's just Dante being Dante. The only piece of advice Dominic offers me is to use my best judgement. I suggest Friday evening when I'm done work. Dante sends me the location for a Greek restaurant. That is that.
After work on Friday I have butterflies in my stomach, walking in stride slowly with my coworkers, walking them to their vehicles, engaging in small talk until I cannot stretch time out anymore. Slipping in my car, waiting for the windows to defrost, I turn on my audiobook as I get the GPS on my phone ready. Only 10 minut
