Chapter 4

At Seth’s grin, I pray Josh has enough presence of mind to keep his mouth shut. “Let me guess—the usual.”

“You know how I like it,” Seth replies with a wink. He glances at Josh casually, then turns to his friend. “What’ll you have, Lonzo?”

Lonzo shrugs and looks at the menu. “I don’t know,” he mumbles. “What’s good?”

I feel Seth’s gaze on my face, but I try to ignore those baby blues. After a moment, I realize they’re waiting for me to speak. Trying to be professional, I shrug and start, “It depends on what you like…”

From his stool, Josh calls out, “Try the cappuccino with lime.” He tips his glass at them and grins. “A coffee margarita. You’ll love it.”

“Josh, please,” I hiss, but Lonzo walks around Seth, heading for the bar.

“Is it good?” he asks, leaning against the countertop.

Josh pushes the drink over to him. “Try it.” When Lonzo eyes the glass warily, Josh says, “Don’t worry. I didn’t spit in it. Though Austin did stick his hands in it.”