Carrigan

That night, Royce took me to another restaurant, this time the two of us delving into Mexican. The whole place smelled fantastic, with mariachi playing throughout the restaurant. A bar was in the middle of the place, and we watched as our bartender made our frozen margarita orders. I'd never been in the last two years, but after, we left with some doggy bags.

Royce had driven to pick me up at the bar, so we made our way to his car, and I thanked ...