It had been a natural move, instinctive. Someone along the lines had taught him some real, honest to goodness manners. It was both unnerving and refreshing. And definitely not something I was used to.
“Never mind,” I said, chuckling to myself.
I took the offered seat, and Colin sat across from me. He had just his coffee, no food, so I felt a bit awkward eating in front of him. He seemed to sense my hesitance and motioned with his hand for me to go ahead.
“Thanks,” I said. “I haven’t had breakfast yet and I’m starving.”
“I haven’t either, come to think of it,” he said.,
I stared at him like he’d suddenly grown a second head. “And yet, you’re not getting something to eat?”
“Coffee will hold me over for a bit longer,” he said, shrugging his shoulders. “I’d rather get a real lunch, not j
