Chapter 9
“There’ll be enough food here for you, too, if you want to stay—”
“I’d love to.”
I exhaled slowly. Good.“Cool.” I ploughed on. “So, how was the rest of the set? At the club?” Of course at the club, genius. Geez, could I be any more awkward?
“It would have been better if you were with me. I thought we were having a great time, but you clammed up on me during intermission. What was that about?” He drank some water. The curve of his neck was bewitching. Focus, Ross.
I considered my response as I cut some bread and cheese, ready to do toasted sandwiches as soon as Rhys arrived. I washed some grapes under the faucet and placed them in a bowl on the table. I turned and leaned against the sink, my arms folded as I stared at the refrigerator.