And she knows my name.
Logan breaks away from the woman wrapped around him to motion to the other. “Bro, this is Sandra. Remember, she has a son about Mila’s age? And this is her sister Sage.”
Shifting uncomfortably, I realize where this is headed.Logan, don’t do this.
“Ladies.” I’m wondering how quickly I can pack up Cody’s diaper bag and toys, which are strewn across the table. “You know what? We’d better get going.” I look at my brother, hoping he understands why I’m doing this. “If you want to stay, that’s fine, but it’s getting late.”
Sandra puts her hand on my shoulder. “Your son is getting so big!”
“He eats like a horse,” I joke, trying to not be a total asshole. With one hand, I hold Cody, who squirms like he has ants in his pants, while I gather his toys with the other.
Logan leans across the table and murmurs, “Let’s just do this fast, okay? Before the girls get back. It’ll be fine.”
I’m not sure I know exactly what he’s talking about, but I’m one hundred percent I don’t want to find out.
Sandra leans closer. “Logan told me the good news!” She squeezes my shoulder again.
“And what would that be?”
“That your divorce is almost final, and that you wanted to go on a date with me!”
I give her an awkward smile and then shoot Logan a look.What the fuck are you doing?He shrugs and pats the other sister on the ass.
Sage plays with his hair. “We were thinking we could do something tomorrow night, if Sandra can find a babysitter.”
There’s my out.I don’t want to hurt Sandra’s feelings. I remember her situation with her ex, and I don’t want to be an ass, but I’m not interested. “Actually, ladies, I don’t have a babysitter.”
“I got you covered. Joey said she could babysit.” Logan waggles his eyebrows.
Sandra squeals and scares Cody. “Yay! It’s a date.” She turns to me and bats her eyelashes. “I have to confess I’ve beendyingto go out with you. I’m so glad we’re doing this. I’m so glad you asked me out!”
Fucking Logan.
“Daddy.” Mila’s voice is a record scratch that cuts through the noise of the diner.
I close my eyes for a second before I turn to the left and see my daughter and Tori standing there. I swallow, afraid of how much they just heard.
Can this get any worse?
“Tori!” Sandra goes around our table to hug her.Jesus, they know each other?
Tori gives Sandra a weak smile that doesn’t reach her eyes. “Hey.”
“I haven’t seen you since last fall. Thanks again for taking care of my son that one time.”
“No worries,” Tori says quietly as she helps Mila back into her chair. “How are you?”
“Better now that Ethan and I are going on a date this weekend. He asked me out!” Sandra trots back around to my side of the table.No, no, no.
I try to get Tori’s attention, but she’s making a concerted effort to not look at me.
“That’s cool. Ethan’s a good guy.” Tori tugs her purse over her shoulder and turns toward the front of the diner where Brady and Kat are waving bye. “You know what? I think I’m going to head home with my sister. You guys don’t need me, right?”
Yes, I fucking need you.
Logan waves at her like a dipshit. “Nope, go on. Have a good weekend.”
“Tori, wait.” I find my voice. “Can I talk to you a sec?”
