“It’s nine pm! You guys should be in bed,” Rooney argues, trying to herd his parents to their car.
“We can still party,” one of the guys protests with a frown.
“Yeah! We’re hype, we boogie.”
“Oh my god,” the guy and Rooney say at the same time only the guy is grinning at his wife and Rooney looks like he wants the earth to open up and swallow him whole.
“We just wanted to meet your lovely lady,” Harvey’s mom says, giving me a warm smile and I look past his parents to see that Harvey seems to have relaxed now that he sees that I’m okay with them being here.
“Well, we better go,” Harvey’s mom says and I give them a little wave as they take their food to go.
They stop and say something to Harvey and Rooney before they wave and head towards their car.
“Sorry about that,” Harvey says with a wince and I laugh.
“They were sweet.”
We’re silent for a minute until Harvey breaks the tension.
“Do you have a Band Aid? I just scraped my knee falling for you.”
“Good one, Harvey,” I say with a laugh as he gives me a wide smile and leans over the window.
“Hey, Sayler,” he says, waving at my friend as she steps aside to chat with Rooney. “It smells awesome.”
“Truffle mac and cheese,” I tell him and he reaches for his wallet, placing an order.
“Where are you guys headed tonight?” Sayler asks him as I get started boxing up his food.
“To Seven,” he says, naming a popular nightclub down the road.
Max Schultz owns that place too and it’s the perfect opening for me to tell him about my interview.
“Are you sure that you can get into that place?” I tease him and he chuckles.
“My uncle Max owns the place so fingers crossed.”
My stomach drops when he says that Max is his uncle.
“Did you tell him to give me an interview?” I blurt, my voice coming out accusatory.
Harvey’s brow scrunches and he looks confused.
“What? What interview?”
“I got an interview for the new restaurant that Max is opening. Did you ask him to give me one?” I ask.
“No, I haven’t talked to Max for a few weeks. And I don’t really keep up with his business ventures. That’s awesome about the interview though! You’re going to kill it!”
He seems so sincere that I know that he’s telling the truth. My shoulders relax and I can see Sayler grinning between the two of us.
His friends are approaching now and he swallows hard before he blurts out, “Maybe I could take you out to dinner to celebrate.”
“I wish I could, but I need to keep this place running and prepare for my interview.”
Even as the words leave my mouth, I know that I’m making a mistake.
“It’s okay. I can wait, because I know in my heart that you’re it for me. You’re worth waiting for, Coraline.”