Chapter 32

The next week, Kat told me James was taking her to a hot new Spanish restaurant for date night. He was proud to have scored a reservation.

"I'll be at the bar watching you," I told her.

I arrived thirty minutes before their reservation to scope out the lay of the land. The bartender made a killer gin and tonic, and the restaurant was packed on a Saturday night. Pretty people were everywhere. It was a modern, chic restaurant. And it had single sex bathroom stalls. Plenty of them.

Kat and James arrived on time for their 7:30 reservation. I was on my second drink. I had a good view of their table from the bar. I watched them hold hands. Her eyes were locked on his. I had expected to be more jealous, but I wasn't. I felt like we had more of a connection. I told myself it was obvious she was acting.

They finished a drink, got a second one, and ordered appetizers. Kat briefly looked in my direction. I held up five fingers. It was the briefest of