Chapter 46
I stared at the kitchen door, confused. Had I done or said something wrong?
A few seconds later, Jack returned with a bottle of red wine and two glasses. He sat by me, and with a tense expression, started uncorking the wine bottle. But the corkscrew seemed a little tricky and he was having trouble with it.
“Hey, lemme try,” I offered.
“No, I’m fine, thank you.” But still, the cork wouldn’t pop out.
“Come on, let me give it a try.”
“I said I’m fine.” Jack snapped my hand away. “Jeez, I can handle opening a fucking wine bottle.”
I stared at him, not knowing how to act or what to say. He was upset. Why?
Then Jack finally managed to yank the cork out. He sighed loudly. “I can’t remember how many guys I’ve taken home in the last year.”
I decided it would be safer to be quiet and wait for more.