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“I normally don’t, but today calls for comfort food.”

“I see. Okay. A nice thick juicy burger and a plate full of French fries it is.” He chuckled.

As we headed in the direction of our gate, we stopped and took a seat at Umami Burger.

“What can I get you?” the waitress asked.

“I’ll have the LAX burger, please.”

“Everything on it?” she asked.

“Yes. And whatever you have on tap.” I smiled.

“And for you, sir?”

“I’ll have the veggie burger and whatever you have on tap.”

“The veggie burger?” I smirked.

“Is something wrong with a veggie burger?” He cocked his head.

“No. Nothing at all.” I snickered.

“I didn’t take you for a beer kind of girl.”

“Oh really? And what kind of girl did you take me for?”

“The kind of girl who drinks fine wines, fruity cocktails, and expensive champagne.”

I looked down as I ran my finger and thumb along where my ring once sat.

“I like a beer now and again.”

He was right about me. I did drink fine wines, fruity cocktails, and expensive champagne. Ever since I could remember, my mother used to tell me that beer was for the lower class, that it was a cheap man’s drink, and that I had an image to uphold. I could never drink a beer around my parents or Grant. He was just as bad as they were, only drinking his scotch or bourbon on the rocks and holding his glass in such a prissy manner as to alert everyone he was the upper class and not to be fucked with.

“Earth to Jillian.” Drew waved his hand in front of my face.

I looked up at him and lightly shook my head. “Sorry. What were you saying?”

“You seemed lost in thought. Care to talk about it?”

The waitress set down our beers, and I quickly took a large sip.

“No.” I smiled as I set down my glass.

His eyes narrowed at me as he studied me for a moment.

“Who are you, Jillian Bell?”

Tilting my head to the side and giving a light shrug, I spoke, “I have no clue.”

A confused look swept over his face, and before he could say anything, the waitress set our burgers in front of us.

“How’s that veggie burger?” I asked.

“It’s good. How’s that grease-dripping burger you’re eating?”

“Fantastic,” I spoke with a mouthful of food.

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