I cleared my throat. Once. Twice. That doesn't seem weird at all, does it? "Of course I'm not flirting."

And his half-smile just turned devilish. "So when is your shift?"

I fought for every breath. "Monday morning...I'll be on the morning shift all next week."

He nodded in satisfaction and let me go. "I'm going out for coffee on Monday." He took his phone out of his pocket and glanced at the screen. "Shall we still go to that concert?"

"What?" The sudden change of subject had obviously confused me. Surely that must have been it.

He put his cell phone away and started to put on his sweatshirt. "As...