Ignoring it seemed to be the best bet since he was currently the color of a tomato.
“So ignoring you might be my fault.” I wasn’t sure how that had happened so many times. “But the phone thing is not.”
Still.
“Um, but I’m sorry it made your mom nuts?” She was polite but kind of strange and riling her up for any reason always got ridiculous results.
Waving his hand, Chipmunk shook his head. “It’s fine. It only took about six months for her to give up on it.”
Ugh.
My wince got a quiet laugh out of him and he nodded slowly, a smirk on his face. “Yeah, it was slightly frustrating, especially when she realized we live across the street from each other now and she wanted to get all that going again.”
Oops.
Okay, maybe I deserved the soup.
“I’ve honestly had to keep changing my number.” I was an ass, not a liar. “She’d have done it again because of all the time off I’ve got but she and my father are visiting relatives in Europe for the holidays.”
It’d been easier than dealing with me.
Well, what she’d actually said was that we all needed some space from my revelations.
Fucking bullshit right there.
I’d been outed…I hadn’t been oversharing.
“That sucks.” Frowning, Chipmunk looked like he’d already forgiven me. “My parents are at some kind of retreat until closer to Christmas. I didn’t feel like going to polish my chakras or whatever they’re doing. It was confusing but involved a lot of fasting and I’m not doing that.”
That sucked too.
But at least they were coming back for Christmas.
“Why don’t you come home with me next week? My mother will love that and it’ll get us both out of the dog house. She’s doing her best not to let my negative energy affect hers but it’s hard.” Somehow he managed to say that with a straight face but I wasn’t sure how he did it.
“You need to stop being so nice and forgiving people this easily.” He needed to learn how to hold a grudge better. “It’s going to fuck with you later.”
Rolling his eyes, he sighed. “God, you’re dense.”
Huh?
“It’s good advice.” I knew that because it’d been the only thing to keep me from going insane over the past year. “You’re too nice and someone is going to take advantage of that.”
Again, I knew that firsthand.
Being nice got problems dropped right onto your lap.
Unfortunately, it seemed like I’d gone a bit too far in the opposite direction, but I could work on finding my asshole balance.
“Alright.” Somehow his glare and the stubborn set of his body was adorable, but I knew better than to actually say that. “You owe me for making my life harder than it needed to be when I moved out for college, so to make up for that you’re coming home with me.”
Crossing his arms over his chest didn’t help the cute thing any.
Wait.
What?
“You’re going to be nice to my parents and accept any and all weird presents my mother thinks is acceptable to give for the holidays.” It seemed like he’d gotten into the spirit of getting even without actually understanding he was supposed to makemepay, not himself. “We can adapt to whatever holiday you celebrate.”
