“I think that’s a good idea. It’s a gift from Lewis—I don’t want to seem ungrateful, or anything.”
All eyes turn to me. I pinch down on my nose, stifling a laugh. Instead of acting all awkward, she just batted the limelight back to me, icy cool and in control.
“A gift from Lewis, huh?” Adam arches an eyebrow.
“That’s cute.” Don nods. “So, you guys already have a couples code thing going on…”
“It’s actually adorable,” adds Lane.
“There’s nothingcuteabout a guy giving you a piece of dead animal. That’s basically negging. Is he making you wear this in exchange for joining the Campus Drivers?” Lois puts a consoling hand on Amy’s shoulder. “Because if so, stand your ground, honey.”
Like I could make Amy do anything.
I glance at Firebird. She’s blinking hard, as if Lois just gave her the world’s worst advice.
“Thanks, but I think I got this.”
No shit.
“I’m Lois. This is Carrie and Amelia… You already met the guys.”
“Except for me!” Lois’s brother holds out his hand. “I’m Jeff. I’m gonna be a Campus Driver.”
“If everything goes well,” Lane adds.
“Come on, man! You know my sister will ditch your sorry ass if you don’t hire me.”
“Ineversaid that.” Lois delivers a slap to the back of his head.
Jeff sticks his tongue out at her, before turning back to Amy. “What’s your name?”
“Davy Crockett.”
The girls burst into laughter.
Amy wiggles out of her jacket, and it isn’t until I feel Adam elbowing me in the side that I realize I’m staring at her in her super-sexy high-waisted jeans.
Jeff slings an arm over my shoulders, letting out a heavy sigh. “Sorry, Conley… But I think I just fell in love with that chick.”
“Put your dick away, kid. She’s off-limits.”
“Oh, it’s like that, huh?” He laughs. “Okay, well you just let me know when you decide to move on.”
I roll my eyes at him. “The hell? No, I mean she’s my trainee, dude.”
I might’ve gone a little heavy on themy, just there…
Jeff’s eyebrows shoot up. “That smoke show’s yourtrainee? And she’s gonna be my colleague? Holy shit, I—”
“Rein it the fuck in, kid.” Don has appeared behind us. “We’ve got a zero-creep policy.”
“Okay…” Jeff frowns. “Guess I’ll have my pick of the girls come September, anyhow.”
“That’s the spirit.”
Don drifts back into the kitchen, and I decide to leave Jeff to his mental jerk-off session while I go find Amy, beckoning her over to join me on the couch, giving her raccoon tail an affectionate tug as she settles in beside me.
“You plan on keeping this thing on all night?”
