“Atkins didn’t look too happy,” Brett said.
“Don’t care!” I muttered.
“Sure you don’t,” Brett said, giving me a knowing look through the rearview mirror. I rolled my eyes at him. “Now, explain yourself. You called my girlfriend a disappointment.”
My face immediately turned redder than it already was. “No, no! It wasn’t you. I was lost in my thoughts. I was disappointed with the turn of events. That was what I was thinking about.”
“Nicholas Atkins flirting with that blonde,” Brett said.
“No! Of course not!” I said. I sounded a little too defensive.
Terry turned to stare at me as if she was seeing me for the first time. “Ken Clarke, what is going on?”
“Nothing. I just gave Nicholas Atkins a chance to get laid.”
“He didn’t look as though he wanted to get laid. He looked as if the gir
