I should have told her.
Before lunch.
Before the arboretum.
Before the lake.
Before...
All of this.
Instead, I let my heart get ahead of my head.
Again.
“Um... Graham?”
Her soft voice pulls me back to the present.
I blink and find those beautiful blue eyes studying me with just a hint of uncertainty.
“Yeah?”
She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ear.
“I have to... um...”
The corners of her mouth twitch.
“... use the restroom.”
“Oh!”
Heat floods my face.
“Okay.”
I scrub a hand over the back of my neck.
“Yeah. Sorry.”
I can't help laughing at myself.
“Sorry, you’ll have to go without these. They’ve seen better days.”
She follows my gaze downward to the ruined panties I’m holding in my hand, and a shy smile spreads across her face.
“I suppose they have.”
I clear my throat.
“I'll...”
I carefully gather the torn panties and tuck them into my pocket.
She lets out a tiny, embarrassed laugh before covering her face for half a second.
“Oh my God.”