Christopher and I were working our way through a dinner neither of us were paying attention to.
His attention was still on his phone and my attention was on how serious and businesslike he looked with his glasses on. The glasses alone were bizarre. Seeing Christopher actually doing any work even more so.
"Right," he mumbled, putting the phone down. "That's the last of it." Looking at me, he smiled. "I'm sorry for working while we're eating, April."
I rolled my eyes. "I don't care. I'd rather have your attention elsewhere anyway."
Chuckling, he picked up his spoon. "You sound sulky. I won't do it again. I promise. Tell me what you want to do tomorrow, I'll be free by then."
I pressed my lips and turned to finishing my food without giving him an answer. Whatever I say, he would twist t
