“She’s beautiful.” I nod in her direction and pick up my drink for distraction. I want to see what he does. I want to bring up the us situation. I want to see if he’s shagging other people and try to feel out what I want to be doing too. He turns his head and looks quickly at the woman and then looks back at me. “Yeah,” he says. “So I was thinking we could get a takeaway—” I try to say it nonchalantly. “You should go and call her Sassenach.” I smile so he knows I’m not being weird. “I don’t want to fuck her, Noni,” he says, his forehead pinched as he tries to read me. “That’s not what I said.”
