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“Aww, how sweet. Now that you got to see Grace, you can go,” Layla said sweetly, her voice dripping with hidden venom. She waved her hand, shooing my boyfriend away.
“Please don’t start, Lay,” I sighed and turned back to my plate of greasy food.
Sebastian rested his arm on my shoulders and tucked me closer to his side. Despite having every right to do so, he didn’t reply to Layla. I didn’t know if I loved or hated his gentlemanly attitude toward her. My friendship with Layla had taught me to respond to her in the same crude way. Although she said it was a joke, I was paranoid that she meant every unkind word directed at me.
“Whatever.” Layla grabbed her cell phone and thumbed the screen. Her long nail clacked against it as she tapped. “The doors open in an hour.”
I sighed and looked at Sebastian, who eyed my food. It was most likely the hand-cut french fries that he wanted, and I didn’t blame him. They were the best in our small Washington town. Smirking, I pushed the plate toward him.
“Want some?” I bumped my shoulder against him, giving him full permission to pick at my meal.
He kissed my forehead and took a fry. “Thanks, bunny.”
Biting my bottom lip, I cozied up against him. I ate more of my food, which consisted of a greasy burger with everything on it, french fries, and a side of spear-cut fried pickles. Sebastian picked at my fries and shared my Coke with me.
“Hey, hun. You want something from the kitchen?” Katee (our waitress, who we knew very well because she had worked here since the early 2000s) asked Sebastian.
He popped the last french fry into his mouth and chewed. “Yeah, what do you got?”
“A customer who ordered chicken tenders and fries left before I could give it to him. You want it?”
“Hell yeah.”
Katee smiled. “You got it, kid. You ladies doing all right?”
Layla peered up from her phone. “We’re fine.”
The middle-aged waitress looked at me, an eyebrow raised.
I gave her an apologetic smile. “Yeah, we’re doing good. Thank you, Katee.”
“All right. I’ll be right back with your food.” She smiled at us and walked away.
Layla dropped her phone to the table and exhaled loudly. “I’ve got to tinkle.”
Sebastian and I watched as she shimmied out of the booth and sauntered toward the back where the one-stall bathroom was.
I released a breath, some of the tension easing out of me.
Sebastian tightened his hold around my shoulder. “You guys okay?”
I knew what he meant by that. It would take an idiot to miss the tension between us.
“Yeah. She said some stuff before we came here.”
“Like what?”
I nibbled on my bottom lip, debating whether to tell him. If he knew what my best friend said about our sex life, it could widen the rift between them, and I really,reallywanted them to get along.
Don’t hold your breath, Grace.
Sebastian leaned into me, bumping my shoulder. “Come on. It can’t bethatbad.”
I sighed. “Promise you won’t get mad?”
“Promise.”
“Okay.” I sucked in a breath and sighed heavily. “She somehow got onto the topic of sex and being degraded. I think she likes the whole concept of being manhandled and asked if I wanted that to happen. I was so shocked that I couldn’t say anything. So she said that our sex life is vanilla.”
