Raven
"So," Chris said lightly, spinning one of the chairs near the register and straddling it backwards. "Where did you disappear to last night?"
I finished folding the tissue paper around an online order, sealed the box with practiced precision, and glanced at him from the corner of my eye. A very familiar red mark bloomed on the side of his neck. I smiled.
"Funny," I said. "I was about to ask you the same thing."
His ears turned pink instantly.
"I- um- well..."
I abandoned the box and crossed the space between us, ruffling his hair like I used to when we were kids. "I am so proud of you," I declared. "Truly. That hickey is doing amazing things for your complexion."
He yelped when I poked at it and twisted away. "Raven!"
"I didn't want to interrupt whatever... journey of self-di
