That meant they were late, no matter what time they’d arrived. If Aidan had let her drive from the water company, they would have been early. Or if she’d talked to Ginger. She ought to suggest that as an efficiency strategy for the office—Sofia gets to do more fun stuff because she is faster. That wasn’t going to fly. She needed a better spin.“Glad to see you could make it,” Brendan said.“Sorry,” Sofia said automatically.Aidan looked at his phone. “We’re only three minutes late.”“That’s a long time,” said Sofia. “Ask a trapeze artist.”Aidan glared at her.The waitress hurried over. She was new, about Sofia’s age, with curly red hair and freckles. She had pretty brown eyes, and a nice smile she turned up to full when she looked at Aidan.“I’ll take a roasted beet salad and a lemonade,” Sofia said.“Not ordering the peach iced tea?” Aidan asked. “You love it so.”That had been what she had drunk too much of on the day of the unfortunate peeing incident at Big Rock Rehab.
