Banks hovered in the opening, grinning from ear to ear. “Who are you texting? Hot date? New woman? What’s she look like, let me see—”
“No!” I scrambled to my feet and fumbled with my phone before sliding it into my pocket. “Did you need something else?”
“Burgers.” He nodded. “I’m taking you to get burgers. And a beer. You need to let off some steam.” He walked around my desk and put his hands on my shoulders, shoving me out the door. “But I warn you, if you use your fork and knife to eat the burger, I’m stabbing you, mmmkay?”
“That was one time.”
“It was enough, buddy.” He patted me on the shoulder, and I followed him out the door, my phone vibrating with another text.
I wasn’t going to check. In fact, it brought me great joy that she’d be constantly checking to see if I’d responded.
“Whoever she is, I want to meet her one day…,” Banks said once we were in the elevator going down.
“Huh? Who?”
“The girl on the phone, the one who as of two seconds ago still had you grinning from ear to ear.”
I scoffed and literally had trouble hiding my smile, what the hell was wrong with me? “It was nobody.”
“Sure. OK. Nobody.” He hit me in the shoulder with his fist. “Nobody at all.”