Katie smiled and gave Lucy’s hand a squeeze. “Good,” she said a bit dreamily. Swallowing, she fought off yet another gurgle of her stomach that threatened to make her expel its contents.
“Lucy?” Katie asked softly. “Did I…say anything…special during our date?” she asked. Katie had rehearsed what she was going to say again and again. “Anything me? Or you?”
Katie groaned. “Bloody hell, how long was I asleep for?”
“Can I get some water or something?” she asked rather pathetically.