“Well, I should go.” He stood so abruptly, Izzy almost got whiplash.
“Oh.”
He looked a bit caught out. “Sorry. Just remembered why I was here in the first place. Dex is, uh, Dex is waiting, so I’d better—I’ll talk to you soon, all right?”
“Uh—yeah?” What else could she say as he backed away from her towards the doorway?
“Hey, uh, how about drinks later tonight?”
Oh. “Sure. Uh, I’ve sort of been spending a bit too much recently, but want to come here? You can crash on the sofa if you want. Or maybe at Jonny’s, he’s probably not coming back tonight.” It was out of her mouth before she could stop it.
She braced herself for his rejection and quick getaway, but instead he said, “Sounds good. I’ll pick something up. Beer, wine?”
“Wine, please.”
“Cool, all right. Well. See you then!”
And
