“Okay, okay,” Daniel straightened from where he was standing at the bakery’s entrance. “I’ve got it.”
“What?” Remi asked skeptically, but there was still a flash of hope on his face.
“Pussy,” Daniel announced triumphantly. “You finally got some pussy. After years of lusting over eligible women in Chicago, you finally found the one who let you cash it in.”
I coughed behind a fist. That wassavage.
Remi shot daggers at Daniel. “I give up.” He crossed his arms over his chest. “You’re helplessly ridiculous, you blue-eyed parasite.” He then turned to me. “Rina? Canyoutake a guess?” he asked hopefully.
Uh…
A flamingo tattoo on your ass cheek?I signed. I had to spell the word flamingo as it had no specific Sign.
Daniel began cackling. “And you calledmea parasite,” he told Remi, and then continued to laugh.
I bit the inside of my top lip to stop myself from joining him, and blinked innocently at Remi when he sent a glare in my direction.
“Seriously, Rina?” he said, which made Daniel laugh harder.
Simran just rolled her eyes at him and muttered, “Degenerate,” before pulling out a set of order receipts from her printer and giving them her full attention.
Sorry, I signed to Remi.
He clicked his tongue. “It’s fine; you’re forgiven.”
“What aboutme?” Daniel inquired.
“You,” Remi pointed a finger at him, “need to go fuck yourself, asshole. You didn’t evensayyou were sorry.”
“That’s because I’m not,” Daniel said easily.
I chuckled, and evenSimrandeemed that funny, because she smirked briefly.
“Fine, whatever.” Daniel shook his head. “But at least tell us what you got.”
Remi puffed out his chest a little. “This.” He pointed at the full-sleeved t-shirt he was wearing. “It’s been unavailable formonths, but last week, I got an email from the brand saying they have a limited stock up on their online store for sale. I was lucky enough to get my order in before the damn thing got sold out again.” He grinned as he looked between the three of us.
Ohmygod.
I stared at the tie-dye t-shirt, at theFlintstonesguy printed on it, and the words ‘Yabba Dabba Doo’ that were written above his head in a curved manner.
Nice, I signed, and forced out a smile.
“Christ Almighty,” Daniel said, and placed a hand over his heart. “I rattled off so many valuable,meaningfulguesses, just to be beaten by…this?
“Not everyone finds happiness through acts of sexual nature, Daniel,” Remi countered.
“Clearly not.” It was almost comical how horrified Daniel looked. He reminded me so much of Tom Ellis’s character, Lucifer Morningstar, from Netflix’sLucifer.
I cleared my throat and clapped my hands.
My crew looked at me, and I raised my brows at them before signing,Get to work, everyone.
“Yes, boss,” Daniel said with a smirk, and then disappeared inside the bakery.
Simran gave me a thumbs up, whereas Remi sighed and began rearranging the takeaway boxes on his counter.
The electronic bird on the shop’s door chirped. A second later, a bunch of high school kids walked in, and my phonedingedwith a new message.
