She’d ordered her scallops fried, having decided that, considering how long it had been since she’d had seafood, she could afford to splurge. Then she worried that the scallops would be greasy, but it turned out that the breading was light and didn’t compromise the flavor of the scallops. To make up for the fried entrée, she ordered a plain baked potato instead of fries and a house salad instead of slaw. Trooper had selected a nice white wine to complement the seafood, and by the time they’d finished eating, Carly was feeling both relaxed and mellow. Apparently Trooper was also feeling relaxed. He polished off his glass of wine, then smiled. “Actually, I had an ulterior motive for asking you out today.” “Ah.” Carly raised her brows. “Now the truth comes out. Are you going to tell me what your nefarious motive is, or must I guess?” “Oh, I’ll confess.” He grinned. “I need the name of an office supply store and I’m assuming that you, as a writer, would know where I could get writing supplies.”
