“No, but that’s life sometimes.” I looked up at him. “We do what we have to do.”
“I guess. I just… I hated seeing him hold you, kiss you.”
“I didn’t enjoy it much myself.” Maybe later I’d tell him how much I would have preferred him holding and kissing me. I rubbed my palm against his arm and decided to change the subject. “Did you drive here from the airport?”
“No. I rented the car, but the Balm did the driving. Thanks for letting me know where you’d be, by the way.”
“You’d have found me.”
“Yeah, I would have.”
“Will Ben-David be joining us?”
“No. A friend picked him up.”
“He left the car here?”
“Yeah. I thought you could do the driving. I don’t know why Max still won’t let me drive,” he complained.
I patted his shoulder. “Come on. Everyone is going to wonder if Drum made off wi
