Chapter 72 - Forward

• Edward and I have barely begun chatting when Andre comes over to take our order. He plays it up a little bit, scowling playfully at Edward and ribbing him for taking away his best bartender, and I’m a little shocked at Andre’s acknowledgement of what Edward has done until I see that Edward is pleased by it all. That he likes seeing Andre a little miffed at the loss of me, like Edward’s truly taken something valuable from him.
• And Andre – clever man that he is – knew that. I smile at him, genuinely impressed, when he turns his head to me, asking me what I’d like.
• “We’ll have two of the bourbons I had yesterday,” Edward says, looking back at me, dismissive. Andre nods and walks steadily away and I raise my eyebrow at him.