Chapter 268

‘Where’s your boyfriend?’ I asked. ‘Out shopping. He’s heard of the famous Passage du Désir and is dying to check out their merchandise.’ Yvaine slid into her seat and took in the restaurant with a slow glance. ‘Nice place you’ve picked. Must be a huge favour you’re about to ask, if it’s got you splurging on a three-star joint.’ ‘Only the best for my bestie.’ I didn’t tell her how much of a relief it was to see her. She didn’t have to say a word; just having her here anchored me in this foreign city. It wasn’t advice I needed so much as her company. She seemed in good spirits, cheeks glowing from all that skiing. Still, I waited until after dessert, when she was pleasantly full and riding a sugar high, to bring it up. ‘You bloody idiot,’ she said. Her tone was soft and contented, like a cat with a belly full of cream. It was nothing like the screeching judgment she’d hurled at me over the phone a few days ago. I spread my hands. ‘I’m sure you’ve got a reason for saying that.’ ‘Have you