I raised an eyebrow. “You’re not mad I made your friend a punchline?”
Zach shrugged. “Ryan’s been kind of a jerk lately. And, for the record, I always thought you deserved better.”
I looked at him, surprised.
He grinned. “I mean, if you’re not busy this weekend…”
I smiled back. “Are you asking me out?”
“Depends. You gonna throw a party if I go bald?”
“Only if you deserve it,” I said.
We both laughed. And for the first time in a long time, it felt like I’d finally gotten the last word.
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