“Sure.” Eden licked her cone again. “You’re right. This is better than vanilla.”
“Are you having fun?” Anna had never visited the San Antonio River Walk before. She’d only seen it in pictures, but so far it was living up to her expectations. The San Antonio River ran through the heart of the city, bordered on each side by a walkway lined with shops and restaurants. Here and there, tourist boats glided past. It was hectic enough for them to blend in but not so crowded that they couldn’t enjoy themselves.
“Yeah,” Eden said, giving Anna a smile that looked a hundred times more relaxed than she had a little while ago. “I am.”
“I’m glad.” Anna led the way onto the concrete bridge that spanned the river. From here, they had a decent view in either direction. Manyof the storefronts were brightly colored, which felt cheerful and suited Anna’s mood. It was the last week of May, and San Antonio was unexpectedly hot. They’d probably both need showers before the show tonight.
Anna held up her phone and took several photos of the river, then spun to take a selfie, gesturing for Eden to step in beside her. “A selfie just for us. I won’t share it.”
“Why won’t you share it?” Eden asked as she moved closer.
“In case we do this again in another city. Our undercover ruse will be blown if the fans start looking for us along the tour route, dressed as tourists.” Anna held her phone out and snapped several photos as they grinned for the camera.
“Send me the good ones?” Eden asked.
“You bet.” Anna scrolled through the pictures and sent several of them to Eden, who had transferred her attention to the ice-cream cone in her hand. They ate for a few minutes in silence, just watching the people walk by around them.
“I’m surprised there aren’t any barriers to keep people from falling in,” Eden commented as they watched a couple of children skip along the sidewalk. She was right. The sidewalk ran along the edge of the river without any sort of railing.
“I’m guessing the water isn’t very deep, but I actually don’t know,” Anna said.
“I wonder how many people have one too many margaritas and go for an unexpected swim?” Eden’s tone sounded light and happy, and that made Anna feel the same way.
“I’m sure it’s happened,” Anna agreed.
“Uh-oh.” Eden looked down at her sneakers, which were splattered with green ice cream. “I’m melting.”
“Better eat faster, then.”
“I’m trying,” Eden mumbled around a mouthful of waffle cone. She had a dot of green on the tip of her nose, and Anna yearned toreach out and dab it away with her finger. If she hadn’t been so over-the-top attracted to her, she probably would have, but as it was, she was hyperaware of her every move around Eden, being extra careful not to cross any lines.
Anna was glad she’d tucked some napkins in her pocket to give Eden instead. She munched through the last few bites of her cone and then wiped her hands and face with the napkins Anna handed her before stooping to clean her sneakers.
“Okay, that was extremely worth it, even if I have to spend the rest of the afternoon with sticky hands,” Eden declared. “Now demonstrate this people-watching game you told me about. You just make up stories about people?”
“Yep. See those women over there?” Anna nodded toward a table she’d been watching at one of the nearby restaurants. The three women at the table had leaned in close and were having what looked like an intense conversation. “They’ve just found out that they were all dating the same guy, and now they’re plotting his demise.”
“Oh!” Eden laughed, looking at the table in question.
“Your turn,” Anna said.
Eden watched the table for a few seconds in silence. “The one in the blue shirt just suggested they dump their cheating ex right here in the river.”
“And the woman in red? She’s a private investigator, so she knows a few things about how to get away with a crime. She thinks they should put him in an incinerator.”
Eden glanced at her, lips twitching. “Remind me not to piss you off.”
“Listen, I’ve watchedHow to Get Away with Murder. I have endless useful information about the topic at hand.”
“There’s a show calledHow to Get Away with Murder?” Eden asked. “How is that legal?”
“It’s a drama, not a how-to show. The characters do get caught up in a lot of murder, though. The lead, Annalise Keating, is an absolute badass, plus she likes the ladies, which is always a bonus for me. She’s played by Viola Davis. You should check it out. Great show to binge in your hotel room.”
“Maybe we can watch it together,” Eden said, and was she blushing?
“Sure.” Anna turned her gaze back to the table, where the women were high-fiving each other. “The incinerator plan is a go.”
Eden giggled. “Oh, look, the woman in the floral dress is commemorating the moment with a selfie.”
