“Well, what about one of your other friends?”
“Tom is my best friend.”
“But you told me you hadn’t seen him in years.”
Years apart and miles distant didn’t make a difference when you were best friends, but he didn’t try telling Julie that. “He’s going to meet us for dinner, and you’ll see what a great guy he is.”
“Well. All right.” Her reluctance was so obvious that if it had been for anything else, Jack would have changed his plans, just to keep her happy and see the pretty smile on her face. This time he kissed the pout from her mouth.
He and Julie arrived at The Good Ship Anne a few minutes before seven. The ma?tre d’ smiled at them. “Mr. Jackson, your table is ready.”
“We’re expecting another in our party.”
Tom walked in just then. He grinned and joined them. “Sorry I’m late. I hope I didn’t keep you waiting long.”
“We just got here ourselves.”