Robby followed Sam outside the roller rink, hearing her mutter irately under her breath. Looked like their not-a-date night was pretty much over. "Hey, don't let those Cobra jerks get under your skin," he said once they got to her car.
"I'm not," she lied.
Rolling his shoulders back, he asked, "What's her deal anyway, the girl who knocked you down?"
Sam's features went sour. "Besides being a jerk, she's a total thief." First she swiped some vodka, now Tory was stealing ex-boyfriends.
She was so caught up in her anger, Sam didn't notice the uneasy look on Robby's face.
