She was wrong because she did know what to do. Daisy could never have been this smooth. Riva’s face approached, bringing with it the increasing certainty that Daisy was about to have her first kiss.
“What are you doing?” Daisy asked.
Riva stopped moving. “What does it look like I’m doing?”
Daisy’s eyes darted to one side. Most people weren’t paying attention to them, but there was a table of guys not far away. She saw one nudge another and gesture toward where she and Riva were sitting.
“You sure you want to do this here?” Daisy asked.
Riva frowned. “I hadn’t really been thinkingabout it, you know?”
“Then wait,” Daisy said. “I haven’t told that many people that I’m gay. This is a little public. I’m scared, Riva.”
Riva snapped back into her seat as if yanked by a rebounding spring. “I’m sorry,” she said