Page 77 of Gone for You

“Not even a ‘hey, how’s it going first’?”

“Hi, sunshine. How are you? Are you having a good day? Have a good poop lately? Can I order you some tampons? Did you want me to pet your head, tell you you’re pretty too?”

I bark out a laugh. “Aww, you really do care.”

“Pussy.”

“Fuckwad.”

“Now that we’ve got the pleasantries out of the way, answer my question.”

I briefly consider saying that sheisdriving me crazy, but not in the way he’s asking about.

“No, she’s not.”

There’s a pause before he replies. “Well, that’s good. So things are going good?”

He’s fishing for information but at this point, I feel like he deserves to hear how I feel. “Yes.”

“So you gave up banging randoms.”

“What the fuck, Owen? You sound like a high school kid. What the hell’s wrong with you?”

He chuckles and I can just imagine him grinning on the other end. “I can’t stop myself.”

“How about you try.”

“Seriously, why are your panties in such a wad?”

I groan, scrub a hand over my face. “Fuck me. I won’t be able to get you to shut up, will I?”

“Tell me what I want to know and it’ll shut me up.”

“I feel like if I looked at you right now you’d be twisting a mustache or cleaning a gun or something.”

“Possibly.”

“You want the truth?”

“Obviously, dumbass.”

“I like her.” I admit.

“Glad to hear it.”

“Just in case I wasn’t being clear, not just as friends.”

“Ha! I kind of gathered that. I’m not a complete idiot.”

“Are you okay with us, I don’t know, being together?” I ask.

“Are you going to break her heart?”

I glower at a spot on the wall. “No.”But she might break mine.

“Then I’m cool with it. I told Liv, you two would be lucky to have each other and I meant it.”

“I should probably admit that we’ve never defined anything.”

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