“Sure. What's his name?” Ivy looked unimpressed.
“Ethan,” Laura said without thinking. She nearly covered her mouth with her hand. She did not need to give Ivy that information.
“Oh. The guy from your dream,” Ivy said with a nod. “That should make you happy.”
Elena grinned at this new piece of information. “Oh, so you're dreaming about him?”
“This conversation is ending now,” Laura informed her. She smiled, but it was the smile an alligator gave before eating its victim.
“Wait, wait, wait... Ethan?” Elena asked. “As in works with Carter at W Motors and has a secretary Ethan?”
“Yes,” Laura replied. “So?”
“As in Ethan White, co-owner of W Motors and ultra billionaire? That Ethan?” Elena looked like her eyes might pop out of her head.
“Yeah.” Laura shrugged, pleased to have the upper hand in the conversation for a moment. “Did I not mention that last time?”
Elena swatted her from across the table. “No! No, you did not mention a billionaire asked you out on a date today. Or that you had a one-night-st--”
Laura coughed loudly and looked pointedly at a very interested Ivy.
“A one-night date at the museum with a billionaire!” Laura amended.
“To be fair, I didn't know he was a billionaire at the museum,” Laura replied. “I only figured it out after I googled him when he didn't call me back.”
Elena looked incredulous. “When you found out he was a billionaire, why didn't you call him again?” she asked. “I would have freaking drove to California and sat on his porch if I had known.”
“I did try to call him back,” Laura explained. “But his line didn't work. And I wasn't calling him because he was a billionaire.”
“You found out the guy was a billionaire, but that wasn't why you were calling him back?” Elena asked.
“I thought that the fact he was a billionaire was a part of the reason he brushed me off,” Laura explained. “I'm not exactly a Russian ballerina. I'm not exactly billionaire arm candy material.”
“Don't sell yourself short like that,” Elena said with a frown. “You are totally billionaire trophy wife material. You are a freaking catch, and don't you ever doubt it.”
Laura felt a smile cross her face. Her friend loved her.
“Thank you,” Laura said. Elena smiled at her.
“Still though, please date him,” Elena said after a moment. “If you don't, I'm happy to. Does he have friends that need dates? I'm very available.”
Laura laughed. “I'll make sure I ask.”
Elena grinned, looking very pleased with herself. “So that means you're going on the date then. So you can ask him.”
Laura sighed. She did want to go on the date, but she wasn't sure she could handle more things to complicate her life. Ethan White was a definite complication to her already complicated world.
“You are going on that date,” Elena informed her. “You need it. You deserve it.”
Laura looked at her and knew that if she didn't go on this date, Elena would come to her house, kidnap her, and put her in Ethan's car either way.
“Fine,” she said, putting her hands up in the air. “I'll go on the date.”
It was better just to make everyone happy. Besides, she could see the waiter coming with their food, and the last thing she wanted was to have the waiter overhear their conversation.
“Yay, Laura's gonna get laid!” Dallas exclaimed. He clapped his hands and looked incredibly happy for his oldest sister.
“Dallas!” Laura's cheeks heated and she could see some of the restaurant patrons turning to look at their table.