Page 28 of No Romeo
At least Wolf wouldn’t have to know about this.
I passed underneath a flickering streetlight and fished the device from my jeans pocket.
Stumpy Ass: Where the hell are you?
Stumpy Ass: DUDE!!
Stumpy Ass: Are you dead?
Stumpy Ass: Are you high?
Stumpy Ass: Are you fucking someone????
Stumpy Ass: HENDRIX!
Stumpy Ass: H
Stumpy Ass: E
Stumpy Ass: N
Stumpy Ass: D
Stumpy Ass: R
Stumpy Ass: I
Stumpy Ass: X
Stumpy Ass: I just checked the entire park for your dead ass and haven’t found a body…
Stumpy Ass: Seriously, dude. I’m starting to freak out.
Stumpy Ass: I swear to God. If I find you are already at Waffle Hut...
Me: I’m not dead. I forgot you were coming to get me and went to some girl’s house for a
fuck.
And now Medusa was forcing me to lie to one of my best friends. Like a five-foot-two devil in a baggy shirt.
Me: I’ll be at Waffle Hut in ten minutes.
I stuffed my phone back into my pocket just as headlights barreled down the street—Wolf’s headlights. Brakes squealed as the vehicle skidded to a stop. Then the window lowered, and a cloud of smoke billowed into the night. “What the actual hell are you doing on Lola’s street?”
“It’s not just Lola’s street.”I let out a heavy sigh and reached for the handle. “Three other girls live on this street, Wolf”. I opened the passenger door and hoisted myself into the front seat. “Give me a break.”
“You fucked her in the restroom at school a few hours ago.”
“I didn’t fuck her.” Finger fucked her? Sure. I could probably still smell her pussy on my hands…
Wolf’s gaze narrowed before he pulled off, dodging a stray dog roaming the street. “You didn’t nail me for using her name…”
I reared back and punched the shit out of his shoulder. “You know my brain doesn’t work after some no-name sucks all the baby batter out of my balls.”
“When does your brain work?”
We sat in traffic for an hour due to a shooting, and by the time I got out at Waffle Hut, my stomach was angry growling.
