Chapter 127

Deidre

The meal goes unconsumed. Mistra and I each manage to push food around our plates much to Jason’s dissatisfaction, while he and Mark both eat as though they haven’t in days. Jason even tries ordering a bottle of wine to lighten the mood, but to no avail.

Finally, he gets up to use the restroom and Mark follows. The room is emptier and yet filled with more tension in their absence.

“How is Sirius?” Mistra finally asks, throwing her napkin down in surrender of our unspoken charade.

“Why didn’t you ask when Jason was in the room?”

“Because it’s clear something is going on between the two of you.”

I wouldn’t doubt Mark noticed either. “Since when did you care about our relationship?”

Mistra reaches for the first sip of wine. “I know better when to try and pry my way into a relationship.”

“That’s rich, coming from you.”

Mistra sets the wine glass down, refusing to take the bait. “How is he?”

“He’s fine. He got out.” I try to say it nonchalantly, only to watch her eyes bulge.

“What?