“Sure, you got it.” Sam handed Jeni a menu. “I’ll let you look, and I’ll be back.”
Sam hurried off, and Jeni arched an eyebrow. “Bring a lot of dates here?”
“I bring a lot of everyone here.” Logan leaned back and crossed his arms. “It’s the best.”
“Mmhmm.” She picked up the menu and realized the server hadn’t brought Logan one. “Do you know what you want?”
He nodded. “I get the same thing. Sam knows.”
“Oh. Well, what should I get? I’ve never had fancy ramen before.”
“They have an entire section of vegetarian bowls. That’s why I suggested we come here.” He leaned forward and reached over the top of the menu to point. “Are you vegan?”
He’d considered her dietary preferences when choosing the restaurant? Maybe he really was trying to make up for stealing her hummus. “No.”
“I recommend the garlic tofu, add black mushrooms.”
That sounded good, but she took her time reading the menu anyway, hoping to find something else on her own. Finally, she closed the menu, set it down, and said grudgingly, “I’ll try it.”
“Did Andrew say he was going to be late?” Logan asked at the exact moment both of their phones vibrated on the table.
Andrew:Sorry guys, I’ve got a killer headache and am heading home. Rain check.
Jeni looked up and met Logan’s eyes. He frowned, and she wondered how well he knew her brother. Andrew never got sick, even with something simple as a headache.
Jeni:You okay? Need anything?
Andrew:Just my bed and a dark room. Call you later.
Logan:Take care, man.
“Guess it’s just you and me,” Logan said unnecessarily.
“We don’t have to stay.”
“Come on,” he said. “I’m not that bad, am I?”
“I don’t know. Maybe I should ask the last woman you brought here.”
He laughed and slid his phone across the table. “You can call her if you want. I didn’t, like, sleep with her and never call again. Despite what you might think, I’m not an asshole.”
“If you say so. I’m still undecided.”
“I haven’t made up my mind about you either, if we’re being honest. Good thing we’ve got an entire lunch hour to talk. Let’s call it a friendship date.”
“Are we friends?”
“I don’t think so. Not yet, at least. I don’t think you’ve ever even smiled at me.”
“I’ve smiled at you.”
“Not once. I’m kind of wondering if you know how to move the muscles in your face that way.”
Jeni glared at him.
“That expression I’m familiar with, thanks.”
She turned her head to the side and closed her eyes. This guy was going to drive her insane. She took a deep breath and returned to face him, revealing her teeth.