He glanced back at the mirror hanging in the short hallway. He looked good, but he also looked like he hadn’t made too much effort. Just jeans and a black shirt, untucked at that. He looked like he was just dropping by. At least, he hoped he did. “Come in,” Iris called. He opened the door and stepped inside, closing the door halfway. Again, an effort to seem casual. “Hi. I just wanted to see how you were.” Iris looked up from the computer, and he couldn’t read her expression. “I’m fine. How are you?” “I’m good. I just wanted to see how your visit went.” “My visit?” “To your mother. After our little, uh, outing last week.” “Good,” she said, nodding. “Very nice. She was happy I came by.” He nodded too. “Great. I hope you had a good time with me, too.” She smiled, but he still couldn’t tell how she felt about him showing up. “Yes, I did. It was nice to just take a walk and talk with you.” Nice. Just nice? “So how about dinner tonight? Nice and casual.
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