Kate consults her watch, the men have been talking for twenty minutes now, perfect timing for her to excuse herself to the ladies’ room to powder her nose.
“Of course, baby,” Chris says, smiling at her, squeezing her hand. “We’re not boring you, right? I’m sorry if we are.”
Kate shakes her head. “Of course, not,” she says with her own sweet smile. “This is exciting, just need a quick pitstop, is all.”
Both men stand up as Kate leaves their table. “She’s really beautiful,” Nick says. “I hope you don’t mind me saying so.”
“No, I don’t mind,” Chris answers, a proud look in his face. “But Kate is more than just a pretty face. She’s kind and sweet. She’s a rock when you need one, always steadfast in her support for you, a true angel in every sense of the word that girl. I will never let her
