Before I could turn around and escape, Luna waved. “Well, hey there, stranger. Haven’t seen you at Brewed Awakening in a few days.”
I smiled and nodded to Polly on my way by. The waitress was a staple here in the evenings since Gina Ramos had shacked up with the sheriff. Call me contrary, but I enjoyed the crabby Polly. We understood each other.
“Yeah, it’s been a crazy week.”
“I heard.” Caleb scooted over. “Want to sit with us?”
I glanced down at the paper explosion on the table. “Think it’s a bit crowded.”
Luna rolled her eyes. “We’re still fighting over the seating charts. You’d be surprised how many teachers have hooked up at the Academy. And swapped partners. Downright scandalous over there for a Catholic school.”
“You know the Catholic girls are truly the bad girls, Lu.”
“What about me?”
“You’re a Luna—individual in every way.”
“You think you’re clever.”
Caleb laughed. “Just lucky.”
I tried to ignore the itch along my spine. Eating with them was looking more and more like a bad idea with every second that ticked by. How was I supposed to deal with all this drippy love stuff?
He stacked up the binders in a ridiculously quick fashion. Must have been the teacher gene. “Come on, sit with us.”
I swallowed a sigh and sat down. “Sure. That’d be nice.”
Being polite was balls.
Luna smiled and perked up in her seat. “Yay.”
Her wild lemon blond curls rioted around her stunning face. A ripped white sweatshirt had slid off one shoulder, revealing a lacy tank in eye-searing pink. She had something shimmery on her eyes and her lashes were tipped in pink even at this late hour.
I felt like a wet dog next to all her cuteness.
Polly saved me from making conversation. “Hey, T. What can I get you?”
I should’ve said the salad after all the pizza I’d ingested with Thor, but I really wanted gravy fries. “Silver dollars and gravy fries.”
Polly shook her head. “You always have the craziest combos. Butter and syrup?”
“Just butter and lots of it.”
“Gotcha.” She glanced at Luna and Caleb. “Refills? Anything to eat?”
Luna rubbed her still flat belly. She was another one who’d fallen victim to the Cove baby water. “I think the baby might like those gravy fries.”
Caleb grinned. “The baby, huh?”
Luna shrugged. “If you’re good, you can have one.”
“Gee thanks. I’ll have another Coke and a spinach and egg white omelet.”
Polly hiked up an eyebrow, then shrugged. “You got it.” She shoved her order pad in her apron and headed for the counter.
I was pretty sure my face matched Polly’s. “You’re friends with Lucky, right?”
The edges of Caleb’s ears went pink. “Trying to get in shape for the wedding. I’ve been enjoying too many of Lu’s cravings.”