Page 48 of Survive the Night
“What about me?” Hugh complained.
After giving Hugh a flat look, Theo turned back to Otto. “Like I said, you’re still our second pick.”
Grace smirked at Hugh before saying to Sarah, “How have things been going at Otto’s?”
Sarah opened her mouth to tell Grace everything, but then looked around and noticed the other interested faces around the table. There was even a bearded guy at the next table who appeared to be eavesdropping. Sarah swallowed back all of her news and just said, “Fine.”
Giving the people around them a sweeping look, Grace obviously understood the situation. “I’m going to the bathroom.” She stood up. “Sarah? You coming?”
Sarah popped out of her seat, falling in next to Grace, but Otto caught her hand, halting her. “You’ll have to go one at a time,” he told her. “There aren’t any stalls. It’s just a single bathroom.”
Hugh started to laugh. “They’re not going to the bathroom to actually use it,” he said.
His forehead furrowing in the way it did when he didn’t understand something, Otto looked at Hugh and then back at Sarah.
“They’re going to the bathroom so they can have some privacy when they talk about us.” Glancing at Sarah, Hugh amended his words. “You, buddy. They’re going to the bathroom to talk about you.”
Sarah felt her face heat as Otto released her hand, still looking confused. She wanted to say something, to assure him that they wouldn’t be talking about him, but Grace tugged her away from the table. Besides, Sarah thought as she looked back over her shoulder while Grace towed her toward the bathroom, denying it would be a lie. They were going to talk, and it most likely was going to feature Otto.
“So?” Grace demanded once they were in the bathroom, even before the door latch clicked shut. “Tell me everything. What’s been going on?”
Sarah hesitated. It wasn’t that she wanted to hold back, but she wasn’t sure where to start. “Well…a lot.”
Grace’s eyes got huge even as her voice lowered to a whisper. “Are you guys having sex?”
“Not yet.”
“Not yet?” Grace’s smile grew until it curved her mouth up wickedly. “So why are you blushing? Have you kissed?”
“Yes.” Her face got even hotter, but she couldn’t stop grinning.
“Is Otto a good kisser?”
“Really, really good.” Her smile matched Grace’s. “Amazing. The best. I don’t think there are words good enough to explain just how incredible he is.”
Grace gave a laughing squeal and caught Sarah in a hug. “Yay! Kisses! Good kisses!”
Laughing, Sarah hugged her back. Having a friend felt almost as nice as Otto’s kisses. They turned in a circle, squeezing each other and laughing, until they finally quieted enough to talk again.
“Was it just kissing, or did he push the envelope? Otto’s so quiet, and you know what they say about those quiet guys.”
Sarah frowned in confusion. “What do they say?”
“I’m actually not sure.” They laughed again. Sarah was more giddy than amused, but it didn’t matter. Grace snickered right along with her. “So is he—”
The door handle rattled, interrupting her.
“Just a minute,” Sarah called out, figuring it was someone who needed to use the bathroom, but the knob shook again.
“Hugh,” Grace said in a warning voice. “If you pick that lock again, I am going to kill you.”
“Again?” Sarah whispered, her eyes on the knob. If it was Hugh, then Sarah had a feeling some of that “yelling flirting” was about to happen.
Grace waved a hand. “It’s his thing,” she said dismissively, while Sarah goggled at her. If her boyfriend—Otto’s face jumped into her head when she thought the word boyfriend—had a “thing” that involved unlocking the doors to women’s restrooms, Sarah was pretty sure she’d have a problem with that.
The knob kept turning from side to side. “Hugh?” Grace’s voice grew less bossy and more uncertain when no response came from the other side of the door. The knob went still, but Sarah and Grace continued to stare. After a few seconds, Sarah’s shoulders relaxed. It had just been someone needing to use the bathroom, like she’d first thought, and they hadn’t heard her telling them that it would be a min—
The door flew open, crashing against the wall. Grace screamed, but Sarah’s shout went the wrong direction, burning her throat as she sucked in a frightened breath. Jeb stalked into the bathroom, followed by Logan Jovanovic in a police officer’s uniform.
