CHAPTER EIGHT
As Dani adjusted her purse’s shoulder strap and walked along a path at the Palace of Fine Arts, she reminded herself tonight wasn’t a date. If she remembered that, she would be fine.
Marissa had texted, calling the not-a-date with Bryce another information-gathering meeting. Grace had agreed in her text, suggesting Dani keep the conversation focused on Blinddatebrides.com and his dating experiences.
Excellent advice from both her online friends, except for one thing.
Dani wanted this to be a real date.
Not that she wanted a boyfriend per se, but she enjoyed spending time with Bryce. And, to be honest, she didn’t care if the dating website came up in the conversation.
On her right, two swans swam across the lake. Elegant and graceful, a pair mated for life.
A little env
