Everyone was laughing as we sat in this diner booth eating and talking. I was just watching her the whole time. I just needed to know.
I leaned forward resting my arms on the table.
"Portia, are you feeling me or what?"
The table became quiet.
She grabbed my hand pulling me along.
"Excuse me, Joseph." She said as Joe moved out of the booth and she pulled me down the seat until I was sitting across from her and Joe was in my original spot.
"I told you, you were my man. You heard me on the phone." She explained.
"Yes, but that wasn't an actual phone call." I tried to jog her memory.
"Doesn't matter who I said it to. I said it and I meant it. " she shrugged releasing my arm.
"Oh."
She shook her head.
"Yeah right, Oh."
