My frown deepened. “It’s fine.”
“No, it wasn’t,” the man said, as if he could read my mind. “The very least I can do is buy you dinner.”
I snorted. “What makes you think I want to have dinner with you after that?”
He flashed a smile. I wasn’t sure if it was really much of a merry one. “Then, I will take you to any place you want, buy you dinner, and leave you in peace,” he said.
“Celeste would love to,” Abigail said suddenly.
I frowned, taken aback. Abi was as impulsive as I was meticulous, but we usually evened each other out. This, however, seemed like an extraordinarily bad idea.
“Celeste would not love to,” I argued, about to show him the small band on my ring finger.
But Abi snatched my hand and pulled it against her side before I could show off the small diamond. I tried to st
