NFH

“No more sex,” Haley mumbled pathetically from where she hung limply over Jason’s shoulder.

“I did what I had to do,” Jason bit out defensively when everyone in line stopped what they were doing to stare at them.

“Why don’t I drive Haley home?” Zoe offered when she heard what sounded suspiciously like light snoring coming from the vicinity of Jason’s back.

Jason shook his head as he glanced around the large restaurant. “Can’t.”

“Why exactly is that?” she asked, frowning when Trevor gently wrapped his hand around her arm and pulled her back just as Jason turned around, giving them his back.

“Don’t talk to him,” Trevor whispered in her ear as he used his hold on her arm to discretely pull her back another foot, putting more space between them.

“Why?” she absently asked as she watched Jason carefully place Haley on her feet and quickly wrap his arm around her when she stumbled a bit.

“You know why,” Trevor whispered as they watched Jason, with Haley still struggling to wake up, step in front of the counter and pay.

Yes, sadly she did know the reason behind this latest paranoid episode.