Sara’s lacy pink thong is balled up in her hand when she returns to her seat in the coffee shop.
WillMay I sit here?
SaraJesus, you startled me.
WillSorry, I seem to be making a habit of that with you.
Sara laughs nervously.
SaraIt’s not your fault. I’ve been...distracted lately.
WillIf I promise not to distract you further, can I sit with you?
WillThe place is packed today.