"Yes." I nodded.
The movie continued and I managed to stay present, to actually enjoy the ridiculous plot and impressive special effects. By the time the credits rolled, I felt more relaxed than I had all evening.
"That was good," I said, stretching as the lights came up.
"It was terrible," Julian replied with a slight smile. "But entertaining."
"Exactly what I needed," I agreed.
We gathered our trash and headed out. Marcus was waiting by the car. "How was the film?" he asked.
"Mindless and perfect," I said.
The drive home was quieter, I felt the anxiety starting to creep back in as we got closer to the penthouse. "Do you want to get food?" Julian asked, noticing my tension. "We could stop somewhere."
"No," I said. "I just want to go home."
When we got back to the apartment, I kic
