Chapter 13

Theo gestured for me to sit in the booth facing away from the entrance, so I slid across the leather seat, and he took the bench opposite me.

Marie handed us menus. “Enjoy,” she said and walked away.

“I like to sit facing the front so I can see who comes in,” Theo said as he picked up his menu. “Cop thing, I guess.”

I shrugged.

“You look really good.”

At that, I lowered my menu. “I look the same as when you saw me earlier in the park.”

Theo smiled. “Yes. And you looked good there. I meant in general, though. You were really cute as a kid, but now you’re gorgeous.”

I blinked at that but went back to studying the menu, muttering, “You look about the same.”

“I read one of your books.”

I closed the menu and set it in front of me. “I see. Well, good. I hope you liked it.”

“I did,” he assured me. “For a crime novel, it was really well done.”

My lips twitched. “You don’t like crime novels?”

Theo shrugged. “Most of them aren’t very accurate in their portrayal of the police.”