Pagie's Point of View.
If anyone in the bar noticed the incident with Ryan and Jacob, they obviously weren't bothered about it. No one approached the table and told us to leave, and it didn't look like anyone would call the cops. But our food was cold, and it was probably time to say our goodbyes.
"I think it might be time to call it an evening." I said a little more glumly than I would have liked to admit. Jacob doing something like that for me was brand new. During our marriage, if we went out anywhere, I was only invited at the last minute. As an afterthought. This Jacob wanted to spend time with me.
"Because of him?" Jacob said through gritted teeth. He couldn't even bring himself to say his name. "Do you need to check on him? Tend to his injuries. Be his nurse?"
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