A little while later, we sip our coffee at the small table in my tiny kitchen after I’ve cleaned up the spill from last night. We’re discussing what to do for the day.
“Well, it’s Saturday and there’s always something to do in Atlanta,” I suggest. “We could go for a walk in Piedmont Park and have lunch at one of the restaurants on 10th Street.”
“I’d like that,” Chris responds. “I’m still getting used to the city and it would be great to get to know the area since I’ll be here for a while, checking on my store and scoping out possibilities for expansion.”
“Sounds like a plan,” I agree, excited at getting to spend more time with him.
