“Oh, thank the heavens. Because I’ve never seen him smile at anyone the way he was smiling at you just now.” Oh, wow. Okay. What was I supposed to say to that? Junie beamed like a proud mum. “I put condoms in the bag with his sandwich. Just so you know.” “Oh my god!” “No need to be embarrassed.” “I’m not embarrassed. I’m mortified. Why would you assume we’d need those?” “Because I was young once, and the roadhouse closes at eight. Did you want to get caught out?” “Well . . . no, but—” “So don’t keep him waiting.” She winked. Actually winked. I wanted to die.
