Elara
After dinner, Yardley didn't fight Nancy over the bill.
But as we were leaving, he said quietly, "Thanks for tonight, Nancy. Next time, let me treat you."
I watched Nancy's cheeks flush pink at his words, and she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear - a nervous habit I'd noticed she had.
I caught Dominic's eye-roll from across the table.
My husband was clearly thinking the same thing I was.
[Real subtle there, Yardley. Leave the door wide open why don't you.]
When it was time to head home, I offered to drop Nancy off at her place.
Nancy looked between me and Yardley, clearly torn. "Are you sure? I don't want to put you out of your way..."
"It's no trouble at all," I insisted, shooting Yardley a look that said 'back off.'
Once she was safely inside, I
