Page 218 of Tenderfoot

Yeah.

He was going to pick up the blackmailing scheme where Trevor left off.

Thank God my bestest besties were a whole heckuva lot better than Kevin Johanssen was to Trevor Clampitt.

Seriously.

Kevin also was, as Javi told me, on Congressman Mahoney’s radar, considering Mace had made his own deal with Mahoney.

Therefore, once Kevin was released by the Hottie Squad, he disappeared.

He wasn’t missed.

Sometimes I wondered what became of him.

But, although it might make me a bad person, at the end of the day, I didn’t really care.

Willow did.

Not that she wanted him back or even wanted to see him or anything.

She was just pretty messed up about the whole Kev/Trev thing.

I totally got that.

That was what every shyster counted on. That you’d feel like a fool because he duped you. That you would somehow think it was your fault. That you would question again and again how you could be so stupid, when you weren’t. You were just a person who believed another person, not having any idea that other person was hiding the asshole within (again, totally worth the curse word).

And man, she felt like a fool.

The Angels were all over trying to help her move on from that.

Who was not, was Gabe.

This pissed me off, since it was clear he was totally into her.

But I was already pissed off because Knox was dating someone.

And that someone was not Luna.

Luna tried to hide it, but she wasn’t handling Knox’s new girlfriend very well.

After I ranted about both Gabe and Knox being two big doo-doo heads one morning during our smoothie/coffee dance at my place, Javi grabbed hold of me and held me close.

“First, ‘doo-doo heads’?” he asked, sounding like he was trying really hard not to lose it laughing.

“Big jerks isn’t enough,” I snapped. “Neither is colossal cretins, outlandish oafs or insane idiots.”

“How about moronic motherfuckers?” Javi suggested, still sounding like he was about to bust a gut laughing.

“Javi,” I warned.

He gave me a gentle shake and reminded me, “Neither of those women were giving them an in.”

This was disappointingly true.

Gah!

“And I don’t think they’re like you, lil’ mama,” he continued. “They’re not hanging around waiting for the guy to make the first move.”

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