QUOTE : When yet another woman old enough to be his grandmother headed Reyes off and demanded his attention before he could get to me, I giggled at the forced smile on his face. She flirted, batted her lashes, and patted his biceps about twelve times too many for his comfort. He took out his phone and typed as the woman spoke to him, her movements exaggerated. I couldn't be certain but I had a feeling she was talking to him about how she used to be a pole dancer until her hip gave out.<br /><br />My phone chimed. I took it out of the delicate clutch that matched my dress and read Reyes's text.<br /><br /><i>Aren't you going to save me?<br /><br />I don't know. I'm having a lot of fun right now. Wanna sext?</i><br /><br />He crossed an arm over his chest while holding his phone. One corner of his mouth twitched as he leaned back against the tree and typed.<br /><br /><i>Absolutely.<br /><br />Sweet. What are you wearing?</i><br /><br />His eyes sparkled with mirth.<br /><br /><i>Animal print boxers and striped socks</i><br /><br />I burst out laughing, gaining the attention of everyone around me.