It started with a text on Wednesday morning.
Mia was at work when her phone buzzed.
**Daniel: I know you've been busy, but I really want to see you again. Can we do dinner this week? My treat.**
Mia stared at the message, guilt twisting in her stomach.
She should say no. Should tell him she wasn't interested. That there was someone else.
But Daniel had been nothing but kind to her. Patient. Understanding.
And after the intensity of Tuesday night with Grayson, maybe she needed to give Daniel a real chance. Something grounded. Real. Uncomplicated.
**Mia: Sure. When?**
**Daniel: Friday night? I'll pick you up at seven.**
**Mia: Okay. See you then.**
She set her phone down and tried not to think about Grayson. About the way he'd held her hand. About the way he'd looked at her like she was the only person in the world.
This was the right thing to do. Give Daniel a fair shot.
Even if her heart wasn't quite in it.
