“Yes, I have. And it seems like you have, too.”
“Oh, please. If you like her so much, go ahead and fuck her. It wouldn’t be the first time.”
“Ryan…”
“I’m not interested, I don’t like her. To be honest, I hate her. She’s stupid, and she has an arse as big as the boot of my car. I mean, come on, she’s a waitress…”
A voice behind us makes us start.
“Everything’s ready at your table. I just wanted to let you know,” she says, turning back inside.
“You’re a real dickhead,” Nick growls, before heading inside and leaving me alone with my gut-wrenching guilt.
