I hadn't even looked at the menu. Still, the way I saw it, the sooner we finished with this whole fiasco, the better.
And yet, I couldn’t help but smile when Mackenzie reached for a slice of bread and ate it in the exact same way that Flynn had just few moments earlier. As for Preston, he skipped the bread entirely and downed his beer within two minutes of the waitress dropping it off.
Determined tonotfollow his lead – or my own earlier performance – I took a tiny sip of my second glass of wine and tried to look like I was enjoying myself.
But even as I did, it suddenly struck me that I didn't feel nearly as nervous now as I had when Mackenzie had first shown up. Some of this, no doubt, was because she was ignoring me entirely while she focused all of her energy on Flynn.
This meant that both of them were occupied with each other, leaving me to observe from the sidelines.
As she batted her eyelashes up at him, I couldn’t help but recall how titillated she'd been back in high school when Flynn had been dragged off to jail. Now she was titillated again, but in a totally different way.
As I watched, she leaned toward him and asked, "So, how many mansions do you have?"
He gave her an inscrutable look. "None."
She blinked. "But what about the place you just built?"
"It's a house, not a mansion."
I almost snorted. Okay, yes, Flynn called it a house, but it was unlike any houseI'dever seen, even back when I'd been running in much wealthier circles. Still, I felt a grudging admiration for the fact that Flynn wasn't lording it over everyone like my stepfather used to do, back in the day.
Oh well.Gordon wasn't living large anymore, unless I counted Bubba, his cell mate, who yes,wasa mountain of a man – at least according to my mom, who'd actually met the guy.
As I took another sip of my wine, I gave Preston a sideways glance. He was eyeing Mackenzie with obvious concern.
Cripes, I'd be concerned, too. When her napkin slid off the table, she dove down to get it with a burst of enthusiasm that was more than a little unseemly, especially when she didn't pop right back up again.
Well, that was odd.
