End Of The Line

Cleo choked on the rich, creamy carbonara, a fit of coughing seizing her chest.

"Idiot," Vaughn muttered. He slid a crisp white napkin across the table, his eyes narrowing as she wheezed. He didn't wait for her to recover, turning his head to flag down a server for another bowl.

Cleo grabbed the napkin, pressing it to her mouth until her breath leveled out. "How much was it?" she rasped, reachi