“I think I’m about ready to leave,” Brian informed Shannon, his face red from a combination of anger and embarrassment. He could not believe how infuriating Shannon was. She had steadfastly refused to allow him to go and had then proceeded to make a big fool at herself, laughing unnecessarily at every little thing, and loudly too. From the side-eye that a lot of people were giving them in the restaurant, he would say that they were not happy about the unnecessary ruckus that she was creating, and neither was he.
“But why, Brian dear?” She asked, pouting in the most ridiculous way and planting her right hand on his arm while glancing in the direction of the Jake guy. Brian fought the urge to shake her hand off and stood up to leave.
“Are you coming or not?”
“Fine.” She said, still poutin
