Page 43 of Quiet Man


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I went still under the weight of Mo’s arm as these wordscame out of Mo’s mouth.

The “him” I assumed was the boyfriend since all the colorran out of his face.

No longer distracted by my chest, Peacock was realizing who“Mo, the ex” was.

“Let’s move on, Tam, yeah?”the boyfriend said, and Ifigured he did this because he had the gift of sight and this conversation hadtaken a turn he did not want within reaching distance of Mo.

Tammy’s eyes were full of regret when she looked up at Mo.“Mo, I—”

“You honest to fuckwannado thisin a King Soopers?”Mo asked.

“No, she doesn’t,” the boyfriend answered hurriedly.

“Well,Iwannado it inKing Soopers,” I snapped.

All eyes came to me, even, I felt, Mo’s.

“Are youhigh?”I demanded to know fromTammy.

“Lottie,” Mo muttered, that arm around me tightening, ormore like squeezing.

Even with the real danger of him dislocating my shoulder, Iglared atTammy.

“You walked right up to him and said, ‘hey,’ after youcheated on him.Who does that?”I asked.

She looked to her cart and muttered, “Maybe we should just—”

I stepped out from under Mo’s arm and stood in front of hercart, cutting her off by ordering, “No, bitch, answer me.Who does that?”

I felt Mo’s fingers curl into the back waistband of my jeansand he probably had to stoop real low because I also heard right in my ear,“Lottie—”

But I had Tammy’s attention again.

Andher squinty eyes.

“Did you just call me a bitch?”she asked.

“Yeah, bitch, I called you bitch,” I answered.Then Ishrieked, “You cheated on Mo!”

Yeah, Ishrieked.

But what was the matter with her?

“Fucking hell,” I heard Mo murmur just as I felt my jeansget tight at the waistband since he jerked me back by using just that.

I whipped my head around then cranked it to look up at himand yelled, “Let go of me, Mo!”

“Lottie, cool it,” he commanded.

“Fuck cool!”I shouted.“She cheated on you then walkedright up to you at aKing Soopersand said, ‘hey!’”

“I don’t care,” Mo told me.

“I care!”I yelled.

“How can you care if I don’t care?”he asked, his facesharing genuine curiosity.

“She said ‘hey!’” I screeched.