Delaney POV
I was not expecting Scarlett to reply immediately.
I had only texted her to let her know I was heading home.
The second the messages left my phone, I slipped it into my bag, grabbed the food the server had packed for me, and stood.
“Bye, Winston.”
I was halfway out when I heard him. “Wait.”
I turned. He had already gotten to his feet.
“Weren’t you supposed to stay with me tonight?”
“I don’t need you tonight. We’ll make plans another time.”
I had originally planned to spend the night with him.
Then he had said something when he came to pick me up that rubbed me the wrong way.
On top of that, I had just run into Gary Hirsch at the restaurant.
Gary was Scarlett’s admirer. Scarlett was dealing with a stubborn former husband who apparently had no intention of disappear
