3 MAY 2017
“So, let me get this straight. You didn’t book the champagne treatment?”
Charlie had his palms down on the counter, looking displeased. Rowan cringed.
“I can’t afford champagne.”
“You’re taking her out on a second date, and it’s the second time you don’t pay for champagne when you have the perfect opportunity.”
Rowan fiddled with boxes of guitar picks on the counter. It was never good to argue with one’s boss, even if it was about dating.
“I can’t afford champagne. You don’t pay me enough to buy her the champagne treatment.”
Charlie snorted. “I don’t pay myself enough to give my own wife the champagne treatment.”
They were silent for a moment, Charlie staring at the order sheets in front of him and Rowan still aimlessly moving the guitar picks around. They had been in
