Chapter 7

Ethan pressed his lips together and was about to say something, but I’d already walked over to the convenience store next door and bought myself a clear plastic umbrella.

“Let’s go. There’s a good Texas barbecue place around the corner.”

I walked ahead with my umbrella open. Ethan gripped his own umbrella handle tightly and trailed after me without a word.

At the restaurant, I didn’t need any prompting. I automatically sat down on the single side of the booth.

Ethan’s already-sour expression darkened further.

But I couldn’t be bothered to manage his moods anymore.

I glanced at the menu and quickly ordered a few of the restaurant’s signature dishes, rattling off everyone’s food preferences without pausing.