Worrisome

Don't say it. Don't go there.

"So that's the Rita, huh?"

Ugh! She was so weak! The second Veronica heard Rita's name and realized this was the girl who Noah had been with so recently and would probably be with again real soon, her insides were on fire. She'd never been that type of girl, but as much as she tried, she could not stop looking at her. She'd nearly lost her appetite all at once and had to force herself to eat while trying not to stare at Rita.

"Um, yeah." Noah shifted in the passenger seat. Veronica had sensed his discomfort at the restaurant as well.

"She seems nice." She really had—too nice.

"She is," Noah said, glancing out the window.

"She's pretty." If you liked the overly made-up type with massive tits.

Veronica could almost imagine those huge things bouncing above Noah as Rita rode him hard. This time Veronica was the one who looked out her window, grinding her teeth and squeezing her eyes shut. Stop it.

"I guess."

Noah was obviously not going to willingly