“I have things I need to do,” Matt told her. “I’ll just grab a bite—”
Roxie nodded as if it were settled. “So I’ll come with. We both need to eat, and in case you forgot, I don’t have a car. Where are you going anyway?”
Too late, Matt realized his mistake. “Nowhere really. Look, Roxie—”
“If it’s nowhere, then you can take me with you when you go get lunch.” She breezed by him and clicked on the light, illuminating the bank of halogens above her desk. “Jeez, Matt. It’s not like you’re making a condom run or anything, right?”
He groaned. “Roxie…”
Over her shoulder, she glared at him. “Right?”
“I have something to do,” he tried again. “I’m going—I have to stop by a jeweler’s, all right? Happy? I just want to take my time and look around, without anyone hurrying me along because we have to be back in an hour. I’ll grab something while I’m out but I really want to do this alone, you know?”