Agatha Shay Britney: Dutch

“Ladies,” he said, sliding in next to Shay before she could protest. “Sorry I’m late. Had to make sure I wasn’t followed.”

“He said midnight,” Agatha murmured. Her voice was low, the kind that made waiters lean in. agatha shay britney dutch

Britney finally looked up. “If he ghosts, I’m billing him for my time. And my pie.” She gestured to the untouched slice of cherry on a saucer to her left. “This is emotional-support pie.” “Ladies,” he said, sliding in next to Shay

Britney pushed the pie toward him. “You’ve got two minutes before I eat that myself.” ” he said

Dutch smiled. It wasn’t a friendly smile.