“They were.”
For one second, he smiled.
“I bought them months ago for our anniversary,” I said. “I was saving for the hotel.”
“Open it.”
Chris folded the pages too quickly. “Natalie, not now.”
“But the hotel money paid for your family’s last dinner.”
Tarryn turned toward him. “What does she mean?”
“The card balance was high,” Chris said. “I was putting the money back after my bonus.”
“You took it without asking me,” I said.
“What does she mean?”
“I was fixing a bill.”
“You were fixing the result of staying quiet.”
Serena put down her glass. “Why are we discussing your marriage at Dad’s birthday?”
“Because, Serena, you made my money part of dinner before we’d even ordered.”
“I never forced you to pay.”
“I was fixing a bill.”
“You called me a credit card, ordered wine, and told your kids that tonight was covered.”
“It was a joke.”
“Then who was supposed to pay for the joke?”
Before Serena answered, the waiter returned with several folders.
He placed one in front of each household.
She opened hers and stared.
“What is this?”
“It was a joke.”
“Your check,” I said.
“It’s over $400.”
“You ordered steak, lobster, drinks, and dessert. Surely you can’t be surprised.”
“But you always pay.”
I turned to Chris. “I told you everyone was paying tonight. Did you tell them?”
Every face shifted toward him.
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