“Well…” I drew the word out and then let it hang, allowing the way I said it to speak for itself.
“And her name is my computer password because she set up the computer and the password.”
I tipped my head to the side. “So, she and you –?”
Max cut me off by informing me, “Yeah, I used to f**k her,” my body jolted at his frankness but he kept talking, “but it’s been over awhile.”
“You should change your password.”
“Not exactly a priority so I haven’t got ‘round to it.”
“I’ll do it for you,” I offered.
His arms gave me a squeeze and he grinned. “What’ll you chose?”
Before I could stop my mouth from forming the words, I said, “Shebitchfromhell666.”
He burst out laughing, giving me another squeeze while he did it.
When he controlled his laughter, he looked back at me. “That’s kinda long, honey.”
“Maybe so, but you won’t forget it.”
His face got closer when he murmured, “Don’t figure I will.”
I realized where I was and what I was about and I pressed against his chest again.
“Let go,” I whispered.
“Like you here,” he whispered back, something tingled someplace private, it felt altogether too good and I pulled in breath.
“I have to use the restroom,” I kind of lied. I didn’t have to use the facilities. I needed to blow my nose.
“Run away and remind yourself to be uptight?” he asked, again bluntly, and I felt my brows draw together.
“No. I need to blow my nose.”
He looked at me a second, seeming at a loss then said, “Do it here.”
I wasn’t going to blow my nose at the table in front of him.
“I forgot tissues,” I lied outright this time.
He grinned again and declared, “You’re so full of shit.”
What? Did he have x-ray eyes and could see in my purse?
“I’m not full of shit,” I returned and his face dipped close again.
His arms got tight before he whispered, “You like where you are just as much as I like you here.”
Before I could say a word, his hold loosened and he slid out of the booth, taking me with him and setting me on my feet.
“Hurry up, the food’ll be here in a minute,” he said when he let me go.
I looked at the table then at him. “We haven’t ordered yet.”
“Yeah we have.”