“Yeah, I’m okay.” My voice is shaky, and I breathe deeply. “Does that really happen on a regular basis?”
He shakes his head. “It’s ridiculous sometimes. Believe it or not, that wasn’t all that bad.”
I blink, trying to erase the spots. “Are those going to be bad for business?”
“What?” He glances at me.
“You know—Daniel Chase is out with a female!” I wave my hands a little.
He snickers and shrugs playfully. “I’ll just say I was out with my granny.”
I swat his shoulder with my purse. “Very nice. I’ll report that the babysitting went well.”
Dan laughs. He glances in the rearview mirror then the side mirrors. “Looks like we’re clear. Where do you want to go?”
I shake my head. “Well, I’m not up for that again.”
He nods. We drive aimlessly without speaking for a few minutes.
Then . . .
“Hear me out, all right?” He glances at me nervously.
“There aren’t many private places to go. The same thing might happen at any other pub we go to, so that leaves us with two places—my hotel or your flat.”