Chapter 79: Do You Promise?

Against all the wishes I made over the last five minutes, Trey is still here when I step past the counter into the main area of the diner. He still hasn't touched his salad and his eyes track my movements across the white titled floor — probably so he can intervene if I try to make a run for it. He's right to be concerned. I considered it while in the back.

"You're here."

I sit in the wooden chair on the other side of Trey's small table and cross one leg over the other.

He leans his body further over the table. "You promise to stay here?"

"Yes."

Trey's eyes narrow for a fraction of a second. "Say you promise."

"Fine," I blow out a breath in frustration. "I promise I'll sit and hear you out. Now talk."

The legs of his chair scrape on the floor as he stands. "I need to take a quick break. I'll be back."

He doesn't look behind him, but walks with deliberate and quick steps to the back of the restaurant toward the bathrooms. I laugh at him. I guess he's not a camel after al