“Looks good on you.”I’d look even better.
“Thanks.So, are we getting pizza or what?”
Or what is what I want to say.I’d much rather be eating her instead.
For a cold wintry night with the roads closed, this little hole in the wall bar is packed.Must be the other motorists who are staying at the Deadeye.
Neva and I find a table and order a couple of beers while we wait for our pizza.We were going to eat at the diner, but it was already closed for the night.
This place is dark and dingy.Smokey and loud.Kinda reminds me of being at the old clubhouse before Devil moved us into a bigger location.
Neva is enjoying the scene, doing some people watching, but mostly her face is buried in her fucking phone.
It’s pissing me off.It shouldn’t.This isn’t a date, but I can’t help but wonder if she’s talking to that stupid fuck that showed up at her door this morning.Were they serious or was it a fling?I’ve got no room to ask or care.I had been seeing Tawny until last night.
I try to glimpse her phone screen to see what she’s up to, but I can’t do it without being obvious.
She types out a message, smirking and grinning.Her gaze catches mine.“What?”
“Nothing.Just wondering what has you so invested in your phone.
“You promise you won’t get mad?”
“Depends.”
“Forget it.”
“Fine.I’ll bite.”
“I told you I post content online.I may have posted about you and Mr.Tinkles and being stranded.And well, my post is going viral.”
“Show me.”
“I need you to promise me you won’t be mad.”
“What did you do you?”
“I may have told a tiny lie about you to get more views and clicks.”
“How small is this lie?”
“I let them think that we…that you.”
“Spit it out, Bean.”
“I made it seem like we’re more than travel buddies.”
I snatch her phone.
“Hey,” she gripes, but doesn’t stop me from looking.
She posted me more than once.There’s pics of our boots in the snow.My hand is on the steering wheel.Me lying in bed with her cat.She doesn’t show her face or mine.Doesn’t give names.The account username is Mr.Tinkles followed by a gray heart.
The captions imply I’m her boyfriend.A year ago, I’d have been pissed about it.I’d worry that her old man might see and get the wrong idea, but it’s innocent enough.
The comments are nuts.
Your boyfriend is so hot.
