Tonight is the night I'd been waiting for.
I know I've said this phrase many times before, but this time, I'm sure.
At least, I hoped.
The one date with Ethan where I wouldn't have to worry about Marcus's unnerving stare, Julian's "accidental" song dedications to remind me he was "watching," or Dante's "accidental" meetups.
After weeks of interference and my own mini-therapy session intervention, tonight was supposed to be our chance to finally just be.
As I checked myself in the mirror for the fifth time, I couldn't stop smiling. Ethan had promised a cozy night in, just the two of us, with a takeout spread from our favorite place and an old movie marathon. After several disrupted dates, the simplicity of it sounded like heaven.
"Ready?" Ethan's voice called from the living room, and I couldn't help but grin.
