Haley said, “No.” Then she stood up to pick up her shoes from where they had fallen. She’d obviously been in a hurry. One lay next to the bench. The other hung from a bush about two feet away from the bench.
Her ears looked a little red around the edges.
Well, at least they hadn’t caught us in the middle of anything.
Diva’s smile hinted that she likely understood what they’d interrupted. She didn’t let the moment stretch into an embarrassing silence though. She said, “Pardon me, but are you Nick?”
“Um… Yeah.” I wouldn’t have chosen to tell her that.
She walked closer to the bench with her son following a little behind and looking uncomfortable.