I don't know why but I felt anxious. I re-read the text repeatedly. She was coming home, and our friendship wasn't in the best place. I didn't want it to be awkward between us but there was a conversation that needed to be had.

I put my phone away as he got back into the car. Had he spoke to Pete? Did he know they were coming home?

"Do you want to go out for dinner tonight?". He asked.

I made a face. We had just bought food for the month, and he wanted to eat out?

"Are you cooking?".

His ...