Page 97 of Hale Damage


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Auburn: Like I said, no judgment. You do you, boo. By the way, were you aware Bouvier now has a lingerie line?

The asshole sends me a link to a pair of pink panties with white polka dots and lace trim.

Me: Fuck off. Also, are you really charging a hundred bucks for a pair of panties?

Auburn: They are of exceptional quality. You should try them. They’ll be very soft against your manly bits.

Me: Could you please, for the love of all that’s holy, never say “manly bits” to me again?

Auburn: I thought we were bonding. You know, since you’re sharing all your kinky proclivities with me.

Me: Please stop.

Auburn: Quick question. Is Margarita the deluxe model with the action mouth?

Me: I’m going to switch all your golf balls with range balls before the tournament.

The fucker sends me more links to panties.

The next few hours pass without incident. I reply to a few text messages, but nothing odd happens, and I relax.

Then Phoenix sends a message in the family group chat, which consists of all the Hale siblings and their wives.

Phoenix: Has anyone checked on Dad today?

Perri: I went by at lunch. He was eating a salad with grilled chicken.

Nicolette: He hasn’t had any more signs or symptoms?

Perri: Nope. He looked great. Mom said he has a follow-up appointment with the neurologist next week.

Helix: See if they want Nic to go with them. Since she’s a medical doctor, she can help decipher all the medical jargon.

Nicolette: I’d be happy to.

My sister-in-law is absolutely brilliant. She has dual doctorate degrees in biochemistry and medicine, and she did a residency in dermatology, making her the perfect fit to run a cosmetics laboratory.

Me: I plan to go have dinner with them tomorrow. I just have to go home right after work and then I’ll head over.

The replies come in fast, one after the other.

Perri: Well that’s something I never wanted to know about my brother.

Phoenix: Which bar?

Helix: Bruh. There are ladies in this chat.

Jordie: As the founding secretary of the Itty Bitty Titty Committee, I’d like to lodge a formal protest.

Phoenix: I love your tits, babe.

Jordie: Thanks, hubby.

Perri: See if they’re hiring. I’ve got to move out of Mom and Dad’s house before I scream.

Nicolette: I’ve been thinking about taking a pole dancing class. Who else wants to go?

Jordie: I’m in.