Chapter Six Hunter“No, no, no, there’s no way I’m letting you wear that on a date,” Kate said, crossing her arms and shaking her head.
I’d just walked out of my bedroom to show her what I’d thought was a reasonable outfit for a casual let’s start with drinks and see where this goes kind of date. But based on the horrified look on her face? I was dead wrong.
“What’s wrong with this?” I asked, gesturing at my khaki pants and blue plaid shirt. I wouldn’t have gone so far as to call myself a style expert, but I didn’t think this outfit was that bad.
Kate’s eyebrows shot straight up, her eyes growing wide with disapproval. “Khakis?” she exclaimed. “For drinks?”
“They’re nice,” I said defensively, brushing the front of my pants with my palms.
Kate softened for a moment, uncrossing her arms
