“It just started.”
“On second thought, watching might be good. You can watch for things they’re doing wrong as part of learning.”
Izzy pepped up. “That’s what I’ll do. Could you drop me off, Hunter?”
“Don’t you want to go home and change?” I said. “You’re in your uniform still.”
“It’s a basketball game. There are two teams in uniforms.”
“I don’t mind dropping her off,” Hunter said. “Besides, it will give us a chance to discuss the business we didn’t get t
o yet.”
I furrowed my brow. So Hunter clarified. “Pros and cons.”
***
Hunter waited at the front of the school until Izzy walked inside and then turned to me. “Your place or mine?”
“I’m not having sex with you.”
“Do you mean now or ever?”
“You said…” I deepened my voice into a husky impression of him. “…your place or mine, and that usually refers to whose house you’re going to have sex at.”
“So it means it’s off the table now, but not forever then?”
I laughed. “Why don’t we go have some lunch? I owe you at least that for coming to two basketball games and giving up your Saturday morning.”
“Alright.” He put the car into gear. “I’ll take lunch. But know that it didn’t feel like I gave up anything this morning, and also…I’m paying.”
***
I’d eaten a pretzel at the game, so I wasn’t that hungry. “I’ll have a Caesar salad.”
The waitress turned to Hunter, who looked at me. “Do you like calamari?”
“Yes.”
“We’ll take an order of fried calamari.”
“Okay.” She scribbled it down on her pad.
He looked to me again. “Do you like eggplant?”
“Yes, but I’m not really hungry.”
“Me either. Let’s share.”
“Okay.”
“We’ll also take an order of eggplant rollatini.”
“Umm…can you cancel my Caesar salad then?” I asked the waitress.
After she left our table, I opened my napkin and draped it over my lap, then took a drink of my water. Hunter watched me intently.
“What?”