Page 16 of Just for Him
“You don’t owe me an apology or an explanation,” I told him. “I’m just glad you’re okay.”
His eyes widened slightly. “You were worried about me?”
I shrugged, sliding a fresh cup of coffee in front of him. I didn’t want to admit that I had been. Of course, Wanda took matters into her own hands.
“Oh, she was worried all right.Besideherself, in fact. Next time, do us all a favor and text if you’re not going to show.”
My lips parted in horror even as I felt heat rush into my cheeks. I was not generally a violent person, but at that moment, I really wanted to give Wanda a solid kick in the backside.
“I will, if Haven gives me her number.”
What!
Wanda wasted no time. While I was frozen in shock, she scribbled something on her order pad, ripped it off, and handed it to Vinnie. “Here. Honestly, are we all still in junior high or something? I’m going to have grandkids by the time you two stop pussyfooting around and just admit you like-likeeach other.”
I felt my face grow even hotter as Wanda flounced off, flinging a “you’re welcome” over her shoulder.
“She’s insane,” I murmured, shaking my head. “Certifiably, batshit insane. A danger to herself and others.” I turned to Vinnie. “I am so sorry about that.”
Vinnie laughed. “Don’t be. She’s right.”
“She is?” My heart was pounding in my chest. “About what?”
“Haven, would you like to go out with me sometime?”
Chapter Eight: Vinnie
Asking a beautifulwoman out never got easier. Despite the fact that I was thirty years old, I still felt as anxious as I had when I asked Maria Constantini to the senior prom.
“What?” Haven blinked those pretty eyes at me, and I chuckled nervously.
The only thing harder than asking a girl out was having to do it twice.
“Would you like to go out with me sometime? Have dinner, maybe catch a movie?”
“I’d love to, but ...”
