What was she supposed to tell him? The truth? Never a million years. Instead, she gave him her practiced prom-queen smile. "Just looking at the water." That was the lie.
"And I think I had too much to drink." That was the truth. She made a little bit of a face at him, deciding to put aside her own problems. Like hell she was going to make CJ suffer through her issues -- and, come to think of it, he probably wouldn't, and she wouldn't blame him if he left.
"I just needed to get away from the crowd and the music for a while, and... I guess I sort of wound up here?" Also true. It hadn't been her intention to stop on deck, looking at the stars. It really was just where she'd wound up.
"What about you?" She turned towards him, elbow on the rail, her slender hip snug against the metal. "Did you do the concert thing tonight?"