Chapter 17

To say Gisele was surprised at Slate’s demand would be an understatement. It was completely unromantic to say unappealing. The asking did matter, but she didn’t want to take any chances, so she agreed.

She decided then to call Lizzie because she knew next to nothing about dates. She had spent her whole life working that she had no inkling of the world that involved dates and parties.

“What’s up, Gigi?” Lizzie asked as she picked up the first ring.

“Lizzie, you need to help me. Slate and I are going out on a date, and I have nothing to wear.”

Lizzie, as usual, heard nothing after the words ‘Slate and I are going out on a date.’

“Whaaaaaaat, woman? And you didn’t tell me?” she screeched.

“I just told you,” Gisele murmured almost inaudibly.

“When?” Lizzie continued as if she had never heard her.

“Tomorrow,” Gisele said gluml