“That’s what I heard. He broke up with Melanie ’cause he was ready to come outta the closet.”
“Did he?”
“What?”
“Come outta the closet?”
Reilly shrugged again. “I haven’t seen him hangin’ on some guy’s arm or nothin’. So maybe. Maybe not.”
Stone kept his expression flat as he put the boxes in the trailer.
“Then again, that coulda been an excuse. Maybe he just didn’t like her. Or he could be playin’ forbothteams now.” She shrugged. “It happens.”
He nearly plowed into her when she stopped suddenly and turned to face him. “You’re a switch hitter, aren’t you?”
“I don’t discriminate,” he admitted.
Reilly flashed another smile. “I like that about you.”
“Thanks.”
She pointed to a stack of boxes. “Help me with those?”
He grabbed the heaviest one and carried it outside. She was only a few steps behind him.
“So why’d you get bounced from the job?”
“Who said I got bounced?”
Reilly chuckled. “You’re back here, aren’t ya? Seems like a logical explanation.”
“Fine. Yeah, I got fired.”
“Were you boinkin’ the boss’s wife again?”
Evidently, there was no mystery left.
“Daughter.”
Reilly spun around, grinning like an idiot. “Seriously?”
“Seriously.”
“Was she hot?”
“You could say that.” Provided she didn’t open her mouth and let her idiocy come flying out.
Reilly laughed. “Spoiled, rich-brat hot?”
“Exactly.”
“You got caught, huh?”
“Not on purpose.”
She laughed again and headed into the house.
“Tell me D went to pick up the pizza,” he said before she could interrogate him more. At this rate, he’d have no secrets left.
