I Went on a Date..

“It’s okay, Stewart. This isn’t on you,” I said, glaring at my brother.

We stood outside the restaurant, the night now feeling heavy and cold. The security guard watched us closely. Stewart shifted awkwardly. “I hope you can forgive me, Jess. I’d like to make it up to you.”

I nodded slowly. “Maybe. I just need some time to think.”

Adam, still grinning, gave me a playful punch on the arm. “Come on, Jess. It wasn’t that bad.”

I shook my head. “You don’t get it, Adam. You’ve crossed a line.”

As Adam walked away, whistling, I turned to Stewart. “I’m sorry about tonight. I didn’t expect any of this.”

“It’s okay,” he said quietly. “I get it.”