“He asked about you.”
“He did?” Levi’s heart flipped over. “And he didn’t have a date?”
“No, he and some other guy were the only ones who didn’t arrive in pairs.”
Levi blew out a breath. “Good, good, that’s…good. Who was the other guy?”
“A friend. They sat on opposite ends of the table. Do you want him to be unhappy?”
“No! Yes…a little.”
“Well, he looked miserable so that should cheer you up.”
It didn’t. He didn’t want Doc to be miserable. Fisting his hair, he sighed. “It doesn’t.” The sounds of the ones waiting in line outside the booths grew in volume and Levi groaned. He didn’t want to hang up. “I have to go, Mandi. The line is growing.”
“Oh, okay. Will you call again?”
He hated the worry in her voice. “Of course, I’ll call you. It might be a few days, we’re going on patrol in another district, going to sleep in tents and shit.”
“Sounds fun.”
“Remember how much fun we had camping?” He studied some of the new doodles on the wall while he waited for her answer.