KnotMyProblem: The word ‘penal’ isn’t the punchline. It’s not even a secondary joke. It’s a real word.
KnotMyProblem: I don’t think it means what you think it means
It was hard to believe that TD, who was as sweet and innocent as they came, was Everett’s brother. Jayne’s lips quivered, and he had to fight to hold back his laughter. What a shame it was that he hadn’t been in the chat when the conversation was live—he would have taken penal and run with it, no doubt with Knot’s assistance.
Knot, Jayne had learned, was exceptionally good at playing King of Bullshit Mountain.
Amused, he kept scrolling.
LoveHarley: okay
LoveHarley: anyway
LoveHarley: what’s going on TD?? what do you want to talk to glit for? if it’s serious, I could call him, but I think he’s at work
TeenDad2: PMing you
Gwynning: xV, it’s been a while since I studied the cyber penal code. Isn’t taking a conversation to PMs when the group is invested in the subject matter another punishable offense?
xVerity: Yes.
KnotMyProblem: TD’s going to need to find himself one hell of an internet lawyer to get himself out of this one
KnotMyProblem: @TeenDad2, if you need any recommendations for quality legal representation, slip on into my PMs and we’ll talk. If I don’t know someone who can cover your ass, my sister probably will
Jayne looked up from the screen to scan the parking lot. There wasn’t a Jaguar in sight. At this time of day, traffic on the highway always tended to back up. Caleb had to be caught in it. After putting so much effort into picking Jayne up, Jayne figured the least he could do was send Caleb a text to let him know where he was waiting.
Out of work and waiting by the shady side of the building.
Text sent, he returned to the chat.
KnotMyProblem: So, while we’re all waiting for TD to crack or Glit to come back and tell us what’s going on, who wants to take bets on what the news is?
Gwynning: Whatever it is involves Glit and TD. Maybe Glit’s moving into TD’s old apartment building?
xVerity: I don’t think so. TD wouldn’t have hesitated to share if that were the case. It has to be something personal.
KnotMyProblem: I mean, in the very likely event that TD’s discovered that Glit has fallen into bed with some strapping multi-millionaire who rides motorcycles while keeping roses clenched between his teeth, there’s nothing stopping him from telling us. It’s not like it’s a secret. At this point, being a Single Dad means you’re destined for a good dicking
TeenDad2: unless your name is Knot
The statement was punctuated with TD’s beloved laughing-to-the-point-of-crying emoticon.
KnotMyProblem: Guess I walked into that one, huh?
KnotMyProblem: Here, let me correct my previous statement
KnotMyProblem: *At this point, being a Single Dad means you’re destined for a good dicking, unless your name is Knot, in which case, the only way you’re getting screwed is when life takes you rough and raw from behind without lube. And that thing life’s clenching in its teeth? It’s not roses, it’s TAXES. Surprise, bitch!
Gwynning: My condolences
KnotMyProblem: eh, you win some, you lose son
KnotMyProblem: Christ, what a Freudian slip. I think I need to go to bed.
KnotMyProblem: Anyway, if Glit hasn’t fallen into the arms of some bad-ass biker with a heart of gold and a dick of nonstop steel, then my bet’s on TD having just found out that Glit is one of his kids’ new doctors. If Glit’s a doctor and TD’s got a sick kid, it seems likely
xVerity: I can almost guarantee that’s not what’s going on. Glit isn’t a pulmonologist.
