She goes to her car, and I pat Tiny’s arm. “I’m okay. Really.”
“Just the same, I’m not leaving until you get in your car and drive off.”
I know he means every word.
“Thanks.” I slip past him and head to my car.
Cody follows me.
I beep the door open, and he stops at my bumper.
“Have you been waiting long?” I ask.
“A while. I wanted to apologize.”
“Is your president making you do that?”
“Yeah, he talked to me. Guess Ronnie told you, huh?”
“Are you banned from this place?”
“No. Should I be?”
“Depends. It wasn’t cool what you did with Tiny.” I feel the need to defend him.
“Yeah, I know, and I owe him an apology, too. He’ll get one.”
I lift a brow because I haven’t really heard an apology yet.
He grins. “Right. So, I’m really sorry for upsetting you. I was just a little shocked. I shouldn’t have grabbed your arm or busted into the dressing room. It wasn’t cool.”
“No, it wasn’t.”
“So, are we good?”
I shrug. “I suppose.”
“I still want to have that cup of coffee with you. You up for breakfast? I know a great little place that’s open all night.”
“I don’t know.”
“Come on, babe. Please.”
“All right, but just so we’re clear… This is just breakfast. Understand?”
“Got my word.”
I yank my door open. “I guess we’ll find out if your word is worth anything.”
Before I can pull my door shut, he leans into the space. “It is. I’ll prove that to you.” He glances at Tiny. “Give me a minute, then follow me. Okay?”
“Okay.” I watch in my rearview mirror while he crosses to talk to Tiny. I suppose he’s apologizing. After he’s through, he holds his hand out, and Tiny shakes it, then he heads to his bike.
A minute later, I’m pulling out of the lot behind him and following him down the street.
He looks good on his motorcycle, and I notice he keeps checking his side mirror.
We pull into an all-night Denny’s, and I park next to him.
