“Are you the conservative type?”
Joey snorted quietly, trying to hold back laughter, but when Rival shot him a glance, he froze mid-smirk and pretended to be busy with something else. Tia just muttered to herself, lost in thought, unaware that Garry had been giving her subtle warnings all along about just how precarious her position was.
“Not really,” she said softly. “It’s just… kind of weird seeing people… uh, like that… in public.”
“Like what?”
Laura shook her head, smiling knowingly, while Rival continued his teasing silently. She glanced over at Garry, who was trying to snap his friend back to reality, and seeing an opening, Laura shifted closer to an empty chair beside him.
Rival’s eyes gleamed, and Tia felt heat rise to her face as their gazes locked. She instinctively lowered
