Epilogue
Derek looked out over the tables in Oziel’s bar. He’d be back to working there next week. Though as Oziel’s assistant, not as a waiter.
They sat at the same table they had when they’d been there the first time. It had taken weeks to convince Ocren a double date was a brilliant idea—Derek had his doubts, but he didn’t let them show. Though, Ocren probably knew. He was a lot more aware of what was going on in Derek’s head these days than he had before.
At first, Derek had found it unnerving, like it was a breach of privacy, but Ocren never pushed. And he could sense Ocren too. He couldn’t tell what he was thinking, but he felt if he was stressed, worried, relaxed, and so on.
Right now, he was uncomfortable, and by the looks of it, so was Kan. Derek didn’t think anyone but him
