Here Comes the Sun: Chapter 7

“So are you excited about your date tonight?”

“Excited would be the understatement of the year,” I say to Morgan.

It’s almost noon as we both sit at our kitchen table eating breakfast. I didn’t sleep much last night. I couldn’t. I wonder why that is.

Morgan takes a bite of her cinnamon raisin bagel. “Have you decided where you’re going to take her?”

“Ugh. I have no idea. I was thinking about Dino’s, but is that too nice for a first date?” Dino’s is an expensive Italian restaurant not too far from the bar. “But then again, I don’t want to go to some cheap diner.”

She screws her face up in concentration. “There’s that new place on the beach…I think it’s called The Red Maple. It’s not too expensive, but it’s not cheap. I’ve never been there, but I’ve driven past it. Looks very nice; very modern.”

“I’ll have to ask her if she’s ever been there. I guess a new place couldn’t hurt.”

She takes another bite of her bagel. “So, when are you going to call her?”

“I’m not sure. We had kind of a late night at the bar last night, and I don’t want to wake her up if she’s still sleeping.”

“Late night, eh?” She waggles her eyebrows.

I break off a piece of my toast and throw it at her. It hits her in the nose. “Shut up or I’ll send you into a diabetic coma.”

She laughs and says, “Are you going to need my help picking out your outfit?”

“Probably.”

“I figured. You could use some of my fashion expertise.” She smirks at me.

“Morgan, you still wear scrunchies in your hair.”

Her eyes go wide. “I thought we said we’d never mention that!” She throws a piece of toast right back at me.

I finish up eating and decide I should probably give Ashley a call.

“I’m going to go call Ashley now.”

“Ok. I’ll be in my room. Now, I don’t want to be hearing any phone sex coming from your room…”