When our eyes met, she visibly swallowed.
Fuck.If she couldn’t suck it up now, in front of friendlies, her odds of sucking it up later weren't looking so great.
The dumb-ass part of me almost wanted to rescue her, to take her away someplace quiet or to fill in the silence by saying something of my own. But, as I'd already reminded myself, I wasn't that guy.
Andshewasn't that girl.
So I crossed my arms and waited.
Your turn, Anna Burke.
Earn your money. Or give it up.