Chapter 6“Wait, what?” Tara stared at him. “Paper cups?”
“Yeah, I know. Tasteless.” Hayden grinned at her, some of the weight on his shoulders lifting as she laughed. He waited for her to rant about the importance of a good cup, but instead, she studied him.
“What’s going on? For real, not the paper cups, terrible as they are.”
Sighing, he slumped on the sofa in the booth they were sitting in and took several swallows of his wine. “I met a guy.”
“Oh…” She rubbed her hands together. “Do tell.”
“There isn’t anything to tell, and I think I blew it before it began.” He placed his elbows on the table and cradled his head. “He’s mute.”
“What?”
“He signs.” He raised his head and did the sign for deaf since it was the only he’d learned.
She spun her glass. “Cool.”
“Mmm.” He slumped agains
