When I finally got back to the restaurant after the two deliveries, we were already open. The parking lot was still kind of bare though, the church crowd having not made it in yet. Nica was at the host stand talking to Garrett when I walked in. “Hi!” she drew the word out in her sing-song way and I matched it.
I started to step into the bar area, but stopped. I took a step back and looked at her, head tilted down slightly as I remembered the snap she’d sent me while she was bowling. “Are you mad at me?” I asked, my voice almost coming out in a squeak.
“No,” her brow pulled together and she blinked. “Of course not.”
“It’s okay, she’s mad at me too,” Garrett said, causing her to scowl playfully at him.
The light hit her just right, reflecting off of her new piercing. “I like this,” I
