if it's all we ever wanted, then baby play along

“You wouldn’t happen to be free on Sunday, would you?”Pete looked at her like a deer caught in headlights. “Me?”“Yes, you,” Sofia said. “My mother would love you, plus- free food.”He drummed his fingers on the side of his mug, as if running the calculations in his head. “Well- it’s just one dinner, right?” he asked.“Just one dinner,” she repeated. “Though I can’t promise my mother won’t continue to ask about you.”--What starts off as an act for Sofia to avoid questions about her love life turns a little more serious than either of them expected.