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cursed under his breath.
    “What?” I asked.
    “It’s disconnected.”
    “Oh. Bill must’ve canceled my plan.”
    “Sounds like something he’d do,” Gretchen put in.
    I sighed and took the phone back. I added a new phone plan to my growing list of expenses. I looked at David and pouted. “Sorry. I didn’t even think to check my e-mail last night.”
    He closed the space between us to kiss me. “Hi, beautiful.”
    I smiled. “Hi.”
    He inhaled and gave me a harder kiss before pulling back to sit at the table. When he did, my eyes darted around the restaurant nervously. It was definitely weird, kissing in public.
    “Just watching TV, hanging out,” Gretchen was saying to David. “We haven’t been feeling very motivated.”
    “Understandable,” he said and swung his head to me. He reached over to grasp my thigh. “How are you, baby?”
    “All right,” I responded, squirming slightly under the endearment.
    He squeezed my leg. “One step at a time,” he said so only I could hear. “Together.”
    I nodded and covered his hand with mine.
    “Is that your stuff?” he asked, motioning to the duffle bag that currently held my life.
    “Yep.”
    “Everything?”
    I nodded. “For now.”
    “Work clothes?”
    “Some of it. I’ll manage.” He glanced down at the tiny bag skeptically and then back at me. “Well, I might have to get more things from the apartment,” I conceded. “Bill didn’t take my key, so I can go next week while he’s at work.”
    “No need. We’ll go shopping.”
    “Oh, no, it’s fine,” I said. It was beginning to hit me that between a lawyer, rent, a new life and limited funds, things were going to become very tight for me.
    “I’ll take you.” He glanced at Gretchen, who made no secret that she was listening to every word. “We’ll sit down and talk logistics later, but let me get you some things for work.”
    “Logistics?” I asked.
    “Yeah, money, apartment stuff, all that shit. We’ll figure it out, but for now, I want to take my girl shopping.”
    “I couldn’t possibly – ”
    “I’ll go,” Gretchen volunteered, and I gave her a look.
    “Olivia, don’t argue with me,” David said, ignoring her. “Let me do this for you.”
    Gretchen kicked me under the table, and I yelped. She raised her eyebrows at me and nodded.
    “You’re a little persistent, aren’t you?” I asked him as he laughed silently.
    “You have no idea. You and I are going to be an interesting couple.”
    A couple. With David Dylan.His . . . girlfriend . I shook my head in disbelief.
    “What?” he asked.
    “This is just all so weird. I have a new life.”
    He frowned. “I know. I worry about you. Just remember that I’m here for whatever you need.”
    “So, you’re like her boyfriend, right?” Gretchen chimed in.
    “I don’t know if that’s quite the right word,” he replied.
    I snapped my head up. What?
    “Roommate?” Gretchen suggested.
    I jumped at David’s burst of laughter.
    “Gretchen,” I squealed, staring daggers at her.
    He rubbed his hand along my thigh. “If we need something to call me, then boyfriend works for now.”
    Gretchen hummed thoughtfully, alerting us that there was something on her mind.
    “Yes?” I asked her.
    “It’s Saturday . . . Isn’t tonight the Revelin grand opening?”
    David’s eyes cut to her as my mouth fell open. “It is?” I exclaimed.
    He shifted in his seat. “I’m not going.”
    “What? That’s a huge deal, David. You designed that hotel. Oh my God, you have to go,” I insisted.
    “It’s not important,” he said, tearing his glare from Gretchen to look at me. “I’m taking care of you right now.”
    “No.” I shook my head with determination. “Absolutely not. If you don’t want me to come, I understand, but you are definitely going. How can you say it’s not important? It is important, you’ve dedicated – ”
    “Calm down,” he interrupted, smiling. “I don’t even want to go. We already did that