The tension between the two of them was palpable. I furrow my brow as I look carefully between Austin and the manager of the restaurant, Tony.
“Uhm… Did I say something wrong?” I swallow hard and quickly try to recover. “I mean, my first job wasn’t working in a restaurant like this, but I did work at a McDonald’s. I mean, I was not your model employee back in the day whatsoever, but I still didn’t get fired because I hit on a customer.”
Tony is looking at me like I have grown another head, and Austin is keeping a neutral face. After about thirty seconds of utter silence, Austin breaks out into a hard laugh. My body relaxes next to him, and I sigh. I didn’t realize just how tight I was strung from that little statement earlier, but the reality hit me like a ton of bricks.
When Austin fin
