“So what’s happening here?” Mark questions, waggling a finger between the two of us. “It’s our first date,” I say, lifting my chin and maintaining eye contact. “You don’t say.” He beams. “Well, then, my friends, it’s on the house.” “What?” I look at Joey, who’s biting back a smile. “No—” He shoves two extra black-and-white cookies in the bag and announces, “Next!” effectively dismissing me. “Thank you,” we say in unison. He puts his hands over his heart, and when we’re halfway to the door, he calls out her name. He points to me. “He’s one of the good ones!”
Tears i fucking love this book
