The server reappears with our orders and I take both of my beers, placing them as far away from Derek’s grabby hands as I can get them. I notice the empty spot beside me, wishing a cute ass was filling it, and when I glance up, I shake my head, positive that I’m hallucinating. I blink. Close my eyes for a second. Two seconds. Crack them open. Oh shit. Now she’s even closer. Ruby. Fucking. Maguire.
