“Okay, I’m also done.”
He stretches his leg. “You’re a magician.”
“My classes are actually super interesting—I’m really getting into them now.”
“You sound surprised.”
“Okay, so don’t judge me—but I chose my major based on Kirk. It was a way to get to the same college as him. The plan was to study something that would be useful for him one day.” I sigh, mortified.
Don eyeballs me. “You really did love him, didn’t you?”
“You sound surprised,” I say back. “Haven’t you ever been in love?”
“I don’t think so. I’ve liked some girls more than others, but now that I think about it, I mainly liked getting it on with them.”
“A real Prince Charming.”
“I have my whole life to settle down.”
Now that I’m done massaging his thigh, he shifts in his seat, gazing over my shoulder. I can’t see what he’s seeing, but he’s suddenly acting suspicious.
“Oh, wow, that feels so so good.” He starts moaning.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“Shit, Lois! Yes, baby!”
“Stop it!”
He groans loudly.
I whip my hands back, grimacing, just as Lane appears.
“What’s going on?” he asks, voice rough.
Donovan carries on moaning and groaning, until I dig my forefinger right into the spot where I know it hurts most.
“Kryptonite!” he yells, curling up into a ball and tumbling off the couch.
Lewis yells over at us from the table. “Did she do her ninja thing?”
“What the hell was that?” Donovan is still on the floor, whimpering. “I can’t feel my leg!”
“What a crybaby.” I stand over him, pointing straight down at his knee.
“Consider that a taste of what’s to come, Wolinski. Next time, I’ll be aiming a little higher.”
He widens his eyes, cupping both hands between his legs, ramping up the mock sobs.
“I said I liked you! I thought we were friends…”
“Hey! No stealing my super buddy.” Lane slings an arm around my shoulders and leads me over to the dining table, where I pull up a chair between him and Carter. Adam is still sweating over the stove with Lewis, the pair of them working in perfect unison, like they’ve been doing this for years.
“They’ve known each other a while now, haven’t they?” I ask Lane.
“Since they were babies. They grew up together—they’re basically inseparable.”
“Like brothers.”
