Do I lead up to this, or just— “I hope you don’t care that I brought my boyfriend with me.” Blurt it out. Zach chokes on his water at the same moment Richie’s butter knife clatters against the dish. “Boyfriend?” Richie asks. “Aren’t we?” “Are we?” His genuine tone makes me laugh. I bury my smile into my hand and shake my head. “We’ve got to stop doing this.” “I dunno.” He rubs his jaw. “I sort of like being surprised.”
