Marissa
“You let him have it, didn’t you?” Lilah asks when I dawdle at closing time.
Henry was an even bigger asshole tonight, I guess because we don’t have a replacement for Arnie yet. He stormed out without a goodbye ten minutes ago. The dishwasher just left and all the servers are gone.
Out in the restaurant, the sounds of the piano start up again.
Whatever Lilah sees in my face confirms it. “I knew it!” She thrusts her fist in the air like it’s a victory. She’s been pressing me ever since Arnie disappeared for the scoop, and I’ve been trying to play it off like I don’t know anything. “Was he good? Is he good?”
I can’t stop the smile from spreading across my face. “So good. Older man with a s**t-ton of experience and five times as much testosterone good.”
She grabs my hands and sq
