“In the summer, the patio area would be packed with tourists and locals snapping up the breezes off the water, but in the winter it was smal and cozy. If I were in the right frame of mind, I might have even cal ed it romantic, especial y with the lights as they twinkled off the black, waving currents outside and contrasted against the soft glow inside. I wasn’t in my right frame of mind, though, and Maximus knew it. As he drove us here, he kept the conversation safe as a disoriented Tom Waits cr...ooned from his stereo, mimicking how I felt. I tried to keep my mind somewhere else. But once we settled down in our tiny, windowside table, his large frame looking almost comical in the narrow spot, and ordered our first drinks, he started giving me the expectant eye. The waiter placed a shot of tequila down in front of me and I raised it in the air at Maximus. “To…,” I trailed off, unable to think of a single thing worth toasting to. “To us,” he finished, raising his Corona. I raised my brow.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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