Ami
“Are you ready to go to lunch Ami?”
I jolted upright at the sound of Wrens voice.
What was he doing here? And even more importantly what was he doing here, looking like he hadn’t been sporting a shiner just yesterday? His face was perfect and black eye free. And there was no way, no way he wouldn’t still have it.
No way.
Unless he had concealed it with makeup.
The thought made me smile. “I am but I didn’t realise I was having dinner with you.” I added as I gathered up my battered brown bag and made my way to him. My eyes searching his face.
If he was wearing makeup he had done a better job at blending then I ever could. His skin looked flawless.
Catching my eye , he raised an eyebrow. “Why are you staring at me like that Ami?”
What could I say? Chewing my lip I couldn’t think
