Meredith keeps her arm around my waist as we head back to our table. Our waiter is already there, the check in his hands and a slightly anxious look on his face. When he sees us approach, he smiles in relief.
With a grin of her own, Meredith jokes, “Thought we skipped out on you, I bet.”
“No, no,” he assures us, setting the check on our table. Our plates have been cleared away, after dinner mints left in their place. “Whenever you’re ready, mesdames. It’s been my pleasure this evening. I hope you both had a wonderful time.”
Meredith and I exchange a knowing look. “I think we did. What do you think, Lara?”
The mischievous look in her eye makes me wet all over again. “I definitely enjoyed myself tonight.” With a wink, I slip my hand into hers and give it a squeeze. “I’m going to have to
