Chapter 14 I had just delivered Courtney’s coffee and returned to the kitchen to scrounge up some breakfast when Seth called. “I know it’s short notice,” he started, seeming almost nervous, “but would you have any interest in joining me at my family’s weekly brunch?” He paused a second then added, “You really don’t have to if you don’t want to. I wouldn’t go if my presence wasn’t required.” “I’d love to,” I responded. “When?” “Pick you up in an hour?” “Sure.” I tried not to let the panic ring through in my voice as we said our goodbyes. As soon as I touched the End Call button, I screeched up the stairs, “Court! What does one wear to a fancy Sunday brunch?” “Hell if I know,” she grouched. Clearly her caffeine hadn’t kicked in yet. I took the stairs two at a time, so we could have this discussion in person. I peeked around the corner of her doorway. “Help. His whole family will be there, and I have no idea what to wear.” “He must have the serious hots for you, calling for another date half an hour after he leaves,” she mumbled. “You gonna be back in time for girls’ night?” She looked accusingly at me. “Of course! I would never bail on you for a boy.” It was usually Court turning away men to maintain the sanctity of our weekly girl time. This was the first time I had the choice. Not that it was a choice. I loved spending time with Seth, but Sunday nights at Joe’s with Court were our sacred ritual. She seemed to think about it for a second, then she huffed. “All right then.” She started digging in the back of her closet. She was so far back into her closet that I wondered what relic she was going to pull out. “Don’t laugh,” she ordered as she surfaced with a dress that shocked me.