Avery spoke first.

"Tomorrow is a weekend. Are you free?"

"In the morning or afternoon?" Elliot asked.

His voice sounded low and hoarse, yet it was still filled with the same magnetism and was just as attractive as it had been four years ago.

"In the morning!" Avery answered.

Her judgment was impaired by the alcohol. She felt particularly brave, and so, she spoke without thinking things through.

"Remember to bring along your ID and marriage certificate. If our meeting goes well, we could