"I'm not." Looking to drive the point home, I leaned forward and said, nice and slow so the idiot would understand, "And neither is she."
He leaned back. "Oh. Right. I wasn't suggesting anything. I was just saying…" With a nervous laugh, he turned and looked toward the restrooms. "I wonder what's taking so long."
It the smartest thing he'd said all night, because I was wondering the same thing.
They hadn't been gone that long, but it was long enough for me to know that sitting on my ass wasn't the way to go.
I slid out of the booth and stood.
Preston asked, "Where you are going?"
"Wait here."
"But ifyou'regoing…"
"You'renot."
"What?"
"Save our seats." I didn't give two shits about our seats. But Ididcare what was going on with Anna.
And when I found out, Iwasn'thappy.
