She knows, having gone out with Cougar many times, that he can be almost painfully charming in that chivalrous Disney Prince kind of way, but it's one thing to see him do it to someone else and something totally different to have it directed straight at her.

She doesn't have to force the blush that stains her cheeks when he calls her beautiful, and she ducks her head a little to let her hair swing forward and shield her face from the knowing smile of their waiter.

"Carlito, stop," she complains, but it's obvious by her tone she means the complete opposite. "You're ridiculous."