Chapter 19
Mike drove quietly to Luciano’s, a cute Italian place I’d been to a few times. I liked it because, well, who doesn’t love Italian food. But Luciano’s was small and intimate. It gave us the opportunity to talk, but I wasn’t sure that was really a good idea. Talking might not have been what we needed. Spending time together had created enough anxiety in me. I wasn’t sure I could handle more.
We sat at a table in the back, secluded from most of the rest of the restaurant. After ordering waters, the waitress left us alone to look over the menus. I studied it as though it were the most interesting thing I’d ever seen. When I finally set it aside, I looked up to see Mike watching me. His eyes were narrowed like he was trying to figure something out.
“What?” I asked him.
He shook h
