“Married… what are you saying?” Alicia forced a little laugh, her hands holding tightly to the glass in front of her. “Did I get married and I am not aware?” She drank the juice quickly, using the taste of the cold drink to cover how nervous she felt. Under the table, her feet tapped nonstop, thankful the table was high enough for Tim not to notice.
Tim was watching her. “I thought as much,” he said calmly. “You mentioned something like that when we travelled to New York, though you were tipsy because you slept off almost immediately.”
Alicia’s lips stretched into a smile, though her insides churned. She lifted her spoon and pushed some food into her mouth, chewing slowly to buy herself time. Then she set the spoon down, standing up.
“Thank you so much, Tim. I’m full,” she said, forcing
