Denise's crow of laughter rolled over the square. She had arrived at the perfect moment to see the two men walk away from me.
“Worst timing ever,” I ground out through my teeth as I forced a smile, waving a hand at Denise to show that I heard her and admitted defeat. “I don't have to take anything more than that, though,” I added softly to myself, hoisting my bag, camera, and books higher.
With one last look at the nearest of the two gorgeous men as he melted into the shadows of a connecting street, I lifted my chin and took myself off to the park.
I was going to have a good time, dammit, even if it killed me.