Chapter 5As the following week progressed, Kent wondered if Jordan would show up somewhere, at the restaurant when he went out to eat on Wednesday, on the street where he waited to pick up Kelly. Or perhaps in the neighborhood of the ad agency when he was going to or from his car—stopping him momentarily for a brief chat. He couldn’t help feeling disappointed when none of that happened. He liked their verbal sparring. It added something interesting to his normally dull life.
Thursday evening, when he picked up Kelly, she grinned as she informed him, “You don’t have to come get me tomorrow night. Tom stopped by this afternoon to tell me he’d pick me up so we could go straight to dinner. Can you believe this? He’s taking me to Mizuna!”
Kent looked at her in disbelief, tempered with amuseme
