They talked through the details of the business grants Kamila had found while Maricel gently corrected the biting puppy’s behavior. She was so good with dogs.

“Are you coming to Bollywood night at Rohan’s this week?” Kamila asked after they were finished going through the grants.

“Yes! I’m excited. But I hope it’s not cold on the roof of his building.”

“Nah, there are space heaters up there. You should wear that pink-and-gray sweater we bought together. Dane couldn’t keep his eyes off you when you had that pink dress on.”

Maricel blushed. “You think so?”

“Of course! You do see how much he’s into you, don’t you? He’s always talking to you at my parties.”

“That’s just because he doesn’t know anyone else.”

“He’s into you. Believe me. I know. He even printed that picture of you. I’ve barely done anything to encourage him.” Despite what Rohan seemed to think, Kamila didn’t consider putting two people in the same place at the same time as meddling. “You’re into him, too, aren’t you? Or…am I overstepping?”

“No, I…He’s nice.” Maricel blushed deeper. “And I don’t think you’re overstepping. I’m happy you introduced us.”

Kamila grinned. Maricel was as smitten as Dane was. To prove she was letting her friends live their own lives, she decided to give Maricel the message from Boba-guy Kevin. “Oh, by the way, I was at Boba Noodle, and that cute waiter said he has an Earl Grey for you to try. He found one that meets his high standards.”

Maricel’s face brightened. “I’ll go after work!”

Kamila grinned. See? Not meddling at all.

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

True to his word, Rohan took care of everything, and Kamila had little to prepare for movie night that week. Her normal eighteen-point list was reduced to four items: email the Bollywood party guests, telling them about the amazing new one-time-only venue; ensure Rashida Aunty’s dinner fit with Dad’s new dietary restrictions; get a gift for Rohan; and finally, select a mature and accountant-y rooftop-patio outfit to match the movie. Rohan didn’t even let her come early for the much-discussed tzhujing, claiming tzhujing was unnecessary for a casual movie night with friends, and the space was perfectly presentable.