No. Fuck no. That was what Katie would have normally said to the idea of letting Graham Montague accompany her home. It was the last thing she wanted, but even without the pleading in her eyes, Katie knew Ali wanted to stay. She knew, also, that her best friend wouldn't let her go home alone.
It wasn't fair. A choice between willingly spending time with a man she despised or being selfish and forcing one of her absolute best friends to spend the rest of the night away from her son. It absolutely wasn't fair, because there was no choice there, really.
"Alright," she agreed, though not without her own reservations. She wasn't letting herself appreciate the sympathy in his eyes or his tone from a moment before. She wasn't letting herself trust him. But she'd do this for Ali. Let him see her home and then he could leave.