LOGINTrent continued to read over the papers, still surprised Mel allowed him to read them.-
As the week passed, Trent had to admit he was getting excited about his date with Mel. He couldn’t stop wondering what she had planned. He’d tried to pry the information out of her, but she wouldn’t even give him so much as a hint. The woman’s lips were sealed tighter than Fort Knox. Finally, Friday, she told him to be ready by ten in the morning. Again, Trent tried to find out what she had planned, but Mel just repeated what she said, “Be ready by ten.”
Trent tossed his keys on the coffee table. His fake date with Mel kept running through his head. It was to the point he found it difficult to concentrate on work. Shaking his head, Trent poured himself a coffee when someone knocked on his door. Opening the door he wasn’t all surprised to see Harry standing on his porch. “Hey, Trentie,” Harry said and walked past Trent into the house. “So how did it go?”
They drove back to Maplewood and pulled into one of the nicer restaurants and one of its top date places. “Now this was Harry’s idea,” Trent told Mel as they got out of the car.“I figured. He loves this place,” she replied.
Thursday came faster than Trent expected it. He started dressing for the fake date with a bundle of nerves eating at him. Nervousness was one of the emotions that Trent hated the most. It didn’t serve any rational or beneficial reason other than to make people act like complete idiots. Though he told himself it didn’t matter, Trent hoped Mel like their fake date. He couldn’t let the boring movie and dinner be their first date, even if it was fake. So he decided to go with his idea.
“So who’s the one planning this thing,” Mel asked as they sat in Trent’s kitchen. She sounded only slightly more excited than Christie which bothered Trent more than he was willing to admit.“Gee, don’t sound so excited,” Trent grumped, trying to how her tone affected hi