“Okay, okay. I know how it goes when you’re newly dating. Nobody wants to define these things yet. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I just thought you should know that you two are headed to exciting places.” She lifts her hand, pretending to zip her mouth shut. “It’s fine,” I say. “I’m not uncomfortable.” Yes, I am. I’m so uncomfortable. But good manners made me lie. Again. “I’m uncomfortable,” Nate mutters. I can’t help but notice the blush on his cheek as he leans forward to sip his drink.
