Chapter Seven
When the curtain came down, Jess stood and stretched. “You were right. It wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it would be.”
“Told you.” Sam reclined in the theater seat. “I don’t know how long it’ll take for Free to change, so we might as well stay here.”
Jess remained standing and looked across the theater. “Decent-sized crowd.”
“I thought they were good. Professional.”
Jess plopped back into the seat. “You seem mellow. Why is that? You’re usually nervous when I meet a boyfriend for the first time.”
“I’m not sure. Free is different. We’re comfortable together.”
“Seriously?”
“What?”
“You slept with him already.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Sam dodged Jess’s stare.
“Spill.”
Sam leaned closer to Jess and lowered her voice. “So what? We slept together.”
