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I let out a strangled noise.
He didnotjust say that.
In front of hismother,no less.
Sebastian’s leg nudges mine under the table, and he lets out an amused chuckle.
“Seriously, Sebastian? I’d think I taught you better than that. Talking about sexual escapades at the dining table?”
“Hey, if the shoe fits.”
“You’re making the girl uncomfortable. Stop it.”
Can the ground please open up and swallow me whole? I need it right about now.
“Her name is Penelope,” Sebastian says, all the joking gone from his voice.
“You’re makingPenelopeuncomfortable,” she corrects after a moment of pause.
Thankfully, the waiter arrives just then, handing us our menus and taking our drink order. I place the menu in front of me, my fingers going over the restaurant’s logo engraved into the leather casing before flipping it open.
Nope, definitely not in braille.
“I think I’ll get the steak. What are you…” There is a short pause. “You’re reading the menu?”
“I’mpretendingto read the menu,” I correct.
There is a beat of silence before, “Why?”
“Because that’s what normal people do?” I shrug. “It’s not a big deal, really.”
“I’ll ask them if they have one written in braille.”
I place my hand on his thigh. “Or you could just tell me what’s on the menu?” I offer, not wanting to make an even bigger scene.
“You hate when I tell you what to do,” he points out.
“This isn’t you telling me what to do. It’s you reading me the menu so I can decide what to eat,” I point out. “And don’t give me that look.”
“I’m not giving you any kind of look.”
“Lie to somebody who doesn’t know you, Sebastian Black.” I roll my eyes for good measure.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I actually think this is handy. You won’t see outrageously expensive prices, and you won’t be inclined to order the cheapest thing on the menu.”
His comment makes me pause. I mean, I assumed this was a nice restaurant, but… “How expensive are we talking about here, Bash?”
“Hmm… not a clue. So what are you in the mood to eat? Something more traditional, or do you want to try something extravagant? I heard their snails are really good.”
“Sebastian…”
“What? Frog legs sound better?”
“How about something I’ll actually be able to eat?”
A throat clears, reminding us we’re most definitelynotalone.
Well, shit.
