“Not at all.But I’m not a joiner.And I always had thefeeling you weren’t one either.And it’s good to know I was right.”
“I always had a feeling we had a lot in common, and not justwhat we know we got in common,” he replied.
“Is dinner gonna becaj?”sheasked.
Annnnnnndshe could be a dork,calling “casual,” “caj.”
“Georgie knows how to turn herself out, but it’s at theirplace and neither of them are up themselves, so you do you and they’ll becool.”
“Your ex, is she gonna be gunning for your attention?”
He shrugged but said, “Probably.”
“Hmm…”
Through all this, she had a semi-flirty look on her face.
And then suddenly, she didn’t have a flirty look on herface.
“Notwithstanding you cursing at and threatening children,I’m really glad you showed at my shop, Jagger.”
And with the expression on her face, the tone of her voice,he knew she really meant that.
“I am too, honey,” he replied.
And he really meant it too.
Chapter Four
The Sopranos
Jagger
Jag could have called it.
That “it” being that he got two competing responses to histext to Dutch and Georgie that he was bringing someone to dinner.
Georgie:Awesome!Can’t wait to meet her!
Dutch: no text.He phoned.
Jagger considered letting it go to voicemail but decided ifthere was going to be any awkward with Dutch about Archie, he wanted it outbefore Archie was in the mix.
So he picked up.
“Yo,” he greeted.
“C’mon, man, you cannot be that petty.”
Oh shit.
Dutch was not a big brother who was constantly riding yourass.
But that didn’t mean Dutch hadn’t ridden Jagger’s ass.
Even rare, Jagger fucking hated it.
“Wanna say that again?”Jag invited.
