“Apparently ‘there’s fuck all that we don’t know’, according to Grease and Ice. They’ve been tracking your burner since day one.”
My burner? The one fucking thing nobody knew about?
“No fucking way. Nobody knew about that phone. It’s off the fucking grid!” I stalked across the room and grabbed it, flicking through the menu options, like I thought I’d find a tracking app or something, but of course there was nothing that stood out as being untoward.
“Brother, you powered it up in the clubhouse grounds at some point, and that’s all it took. Apparently unregistered mobile phones flag up on their system and they monitor them. Who knew? Apparently it’s all spy shit these days.” Has turned back to my pup. “And you look like you’ve grown, little girly. Yes you have! Look at how fucking cute you are.”
“Don’t swear at her, she’s only little.”
They both laughed, and fuck me, I missed that. I missed both of them. I missed just hanging and shooting the shit like this.
“So seriously, man. You’re coming home, right?” I met those bright blue fucking eyes as Has tried nudging me again.
“I don’t have one, so that’d be pretty fucking hard.”
“That’s bullshit. Try again.”
“I’m settled here. It’s nice.”
Henley snorted, gesturing to the dingy room, which kinda smelled like old laundry, even with the window open the inch it would open.
“Yeah, I was thinking I might move here too. Really classy place. What’s your next try?”
I slumped against the wall, their earnest gazes fixed on me. It was so hard to keep bullshitting both of them. I liked them. I didn’t want to lie to them.
“I’m not ready.”
They exchanged a glance, and I waited for it. Whatever the fuck they were about to say.
“When will you be ready? After the club’s knocked down? After I get patched in? When the place is rebuilt? You waiting for a fucking personal invite or something?”
“I can’t be there. I can’t… I can’t live somewhere she is, while she’s happy with that asshole, and I’m alone. I can’t have her in my life, because she’s Caroline’s cousin, and not remember how it felt to tell her I was falling for her, and have her reject me!”
Their faces fell, and they exchanged another look. Seriously, they were like a double act.
“What? Could you? That wouldn’t kill you, just like it’s fucking killing me?”
Has tickled Nixie’s belly as she rolled over for him for the tenth time since he’d arrived.
“Maybe we should tell him, man.”
Tell me what?
Henley shrugged. “Maybe he won’t care that she’s acting like that.”
Like what?
“I mean, Micro has to practically throw her out, right?”
“After she built a nest in his room, you mean?”
“Oh yeah, and how about the fact that the demo had to be delayed twice because she’s still throwing a hissy fit?”
“WHAT? You two are like fucking… I don’t know what! What’s wrong with her? She was going back to her ex!”
They both shook their heads, and I slid down the wall to sit on my ass. No. She went back to him. She did,right?
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