“What the hell would he make fun of you about?” Brenden asked as they sit.
The server passed and we ordered drinks. And then he turned to her. “If anything, he’ll make fun of me,” he continued.
She considered arguing but instead, leaned over and tugged on the collar of his shirt. “That’s true. I mean, did you get dressed in the dark? This shirt looks hideous,” she joked. It was a complete lie. He looked hot as hell.
He smirked and leaned close to murmur in her ear, “I wish I could say the same about you, but God, you look stunning in that dress.”
She blushed.
And she had never blushed.
They sipped on their drink and spoke until the first act started. The comedy show ended up being amazing—she hadn’t laughed so hard in a long time, and the comedian did make fun of people in the front
