"First of all, Xena was a badass," I said.
"Of course she was, but you'd make a better Jaxor," he teased.
"Jaxor the Mighty sounds accurate," I said. Not that I was anything like the character from the show, but I could own the 'mighty' part, right?
"Does that make you Gabrielle?" I asked.
"I could get behind that," he said. "She was a badass too."
"You're such a nerd," I told him.
"Says the guy who knew exactly what show I was referencing," he pointed out.
"Yeah, well," I shrugged, "it's a classic. That andThe X-Files."
"I'm starting to think you're cooler than I thought you were," he said. "See, look at us, we even found something we have in common."
"Don't let it go to your head," I said. "A couple of TV shows doesn't make us BFFs."
"Of course it does," he said. "I bet if we keep looking we'll find plenty of other things we have in common. Did you have a Tamagotchi?"
"Bless you," I said, although I knew exactly what he was referring to.
He laughed. "I'll take that as a yes. What color was yours?"
I muttered a response.
"I didn't hear that," he said.
I sucked in a breath and grudgingly said, "Pink. It was pink, okay? I was going through a phase. Cass had one too. His was yellow."
"See, that wasn't so difficult, was it? Mine was purple. I bet Harlow had one too. I'm guessing hers was black."
"Yeah." I could picture that little Harlow with a black Tamagotchi, trying to keep it alive when all the thing wanted to do was turn itself off and die. I bet she was cute back then. She was certainly cute now. I wished I was with her. Preferably with my cock inside her hungry pussy. Listening to her moan. Fucking her with everything I had.
If I kept thinking that I was going to have a raging erection the rest of the way.
I glanced over at the GPS. "We'll be there in about ten minutes."
Either we were in for a boring few days or shit was about to get real.
CHAPTER 13
HARLOW
"Boner and Jules arrived." I shot back a quick response before turning off my phone. "Sounds like they didn't kill each other."
"Jules said it was a near thing," Cass said, sending his own message back to his brother and putting his phone beside mine.
I laughed softly. "They're probably having the time of their lives."
By the time they got back to the city, they might even decide they liked each other. As team bonding went, I hoped it would be successful. The fact they weren't ambushed on arrival was an added bonus.
I glanced out the cafe window, over toward the courthouse. We'd been sitting there for about twenty minutes, sipping coffee and nibbling on chocolate chip muffins. Except Cass, who had a milkshake and a mini quiche. The milkshake was half gone but the quiche was barely touched.
"I know this is difficult," I said.
"I'm okay." He cleared his throat and tore his gaze from the window long enough to look back at me. "Really. He's only my father biologically. He hasn't been a real father for a long time."
