“One time. Once.”
“Once is enough.”
“Sooooo,” the woman, Candy, as she introduced herself, appears next to me again. “How long have you two been together?”
I’m not about to jump the gun with my auto-response like I did last night, but also, after last night, I don’t want to offend him either.
“We're just friends,” Tobias says calmly.
“Oh, by the amount of flirting you were doing, I just assumed you were a couple.”
“No, we’re?—”
“I told her I wanted to kiss her last night, but she turned me down.”
The gasp that comes from my lungs is so loud, the row in front of us turns to look at me.
“Oh really?” Candy asks. “And she said no?”
Tobias nods slowly. “She did. Said she just wants to be friends because she doesn’t want to lose me.”
“Oh, well, that’s sweet.”
“It is, and I respect her choice, even if it sucks.”
I try to ignore him, tending to the gingersnaps we’re supposed to be making.
“Maybe she’ll change her mind,” Candy goes on.
“Maybe. I think it’s my clothes,” Tobias says, now soaking up all of Candy’s attention.
I roll my eyes but finally start to make headway with the cookies, so I’m still winning.
“Your clothes. Well, that can’t be it. You look dashing.”
He’s milking it now.
“Thanks, Candy. That means a lot.”
Candy taps me on the shoulder. “You should think about getting contacts or glasses.”
“She should,” Tobias adds quickly.
“Remind her about it later. I’m sure she’ll change her mind.”
“Thank you.”
Candy goes back to her table, leaving me with a smirking Tobias.
“You’re doing it,” I say, refusing to comment on what just happened.
“Doing what?”
“Smirking.”
“Sorry.”
“Sure.”
