“That was priceless!” Romilly snorted as we stood outside the pub, waiting for our cab. “Did you see Ansel’s face? I swear I’ve never seen him that livid. And his little fan club? Their jaws hit the floor. Bet half of them got hard. One of them even swallowed.”
I rolled my eyes. “Can you not?”
She pouted dramatically. “Oh come on, don’t ruin this for me. Let me revel in the moment.”
I wished I could borrow just a sliver of her lightheartedness. Her amusement was effortless mine was nonexistent. Now that the adrenaline had worn off, the boldness I had earlier dissolved, replaced by a creeping tide of doubt.
“I think I made a mistake,” I murmured.
Her smile vanished. “You’re joking, right?”
I shook my head. “Nope.”
Her frown deepened, concern replacing her earlier glee. “Ami… are you
