All right, well try it your way, he said, his tense expression softening slightly.
She gave his hand a squeeze, then pulled back, turning to look around the room. I think Ive seen enough here. Theres one more place to check out, then Ive got to get home.
Big date? he said.
Olivia laughed. No. Just a few late appointments. But I do have to go to a party on tomorrow night. Its a hospital fund-raiser thing at the theater. In the old ballroom?
Sounds fun, he said.
She seized on an opportunity to try to help him. It would be funif you came with me. Its a really good cause. Therell be free food and drinks. I bought six tickets, so we can each drink and eat for three people. Therell be a band and dancing.
Are they giving you money for your project?
No, thats a different foundation.
I guess I could come, he said.
Olivia nodded. All right, then. I can pick you up.
No, Ill meet you there, he said.
All right. It starts at six. Cocktail attire. Its a date. She shook her head. But not a date date.
She walked to the door and stepped out onto the snow-covered porch. Getting Will out in society again was an important first step. And putting themselves in a crowd of people was the perfect way to avoid any intimate encounters. From now on, she was determined to treat Will more like a patient and less like an old boyfriend. Or a future one.