Chapter Ten

An hour later she was pushing a pizza in the oven when Yancey walked in. He looked tall and lean in a dark suit. She raised her eyebrows.

"Wow, don't you look nice."

"Thanks, now why don't you get dressed and we'll go out to dinner and a movie or something."

She stared up at him. "I just put a pizza in the oven.

"Mom and Tammy will be thankful. I've already discussed my plans with Mom, and she's going to watch Tammy. We both agree that you need to get out of this place for a while."

She gave him what she hoped was a stern look. He might as well learn that he wasn't going to dominate her. "Your plans? What about my plans? What about what I want?"

He looked startled for a second, and then his eyes flashed, the brows furrowing into one. "Oh, for . . .. Do you want to go or not?"

He hadn't even considered that she might not want to go. Actually, the idea was appealing - in spite of his clumsy invitation. At least he was getting out of the house. That seemed to be something new. Besides, his volatile nature was as interesting as his spontaneous moods. To a girl who enjoyed surprises, he was a gold mine. So what difference did it make who came up with the idea as long as it was a good one?