Chapter 60

“That’s true.” Ran reached around him and pressed the button for twenty, and they began the ride up. “What about the Palm?” That restaurant was farther from the hospital, but the service was excellent. And their cheesecake was flown in fresh from New York every day.

“You know something?” Alex glanced at him from the corner of his eye. “I suddenly have a hankering for one of their lobsters.”

Which could weigh as much as fifteen pounds. Ran swallowed a smile. “All right, the Palm it is.”

“I think I’ll pick up some roses for her.”

“For Mom? That’s unexpected. It’s not her birthday.”

“No, but it is yours. I could give them to her to commiserate because she’d had to give birth to an ass like you. But no, they’re for June.”

“Well, how am I supposed to know where your mind is wandering? One minute you’re waxing poetic about what a rock Melody has been through this, and the next you’re asking my receptionist on a date.”

“Your receptionist?”