He knew the voice belonged to the same man, likely a long-haul trucker, who'd been quietly making rude comments behind him about the woman's hot body. Hal knew she shouldn't accept.
He could feel the blonde's eyes on him. Eve's as well. He kept his hands on his mug and his eyes down, as dark whispers filled his mind.
"Sure. Thanks."
He felt her acceptance like a whip across his back, and a sudden rage flared.
This wasn't his responsibility.
She wasn't his responsibility!
He hadn't cheated... His eyes closed as pain ripped through him once more.
"I just have to use the ladies' room."
"Sure. My rig is parked right behind the restaurant. It's the one with the Queen's Pork Sausage trailer. You can't miss it."
Hal let their voices wash over him as he took slow deep breaths. He drank hi
