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“I was there when you wrote them.I felt your voice coming out of me.”
“What youmustdo before you agree to anything is to find out the going rate for this audiobook thing,” said Reg.“Don’t accept the first amount he offers.Negotiate.”
“I don’t know anything about contracts,” said Joel.
“I’ll call my lawyer and see if he can recommend someone who specializes in those sorts of contracts.We don’t want anyone taking advantage of you.”
“No one except you,” said Joel.
“I haven’t—have I?”
“I wish you would.”Joel tugged the front of Reg’s jacket and brought Reg’s face down to him.“Kiss?”Joel whispered, and Joel’s mouth was like a goldfish bowl of warm water, open and welcoming in a lively world of its own, tongue flicking like a finned tail.
Reg pressed Joel against the car with his body, and the kiss went on and on.
Joel broke the kiss with a soft moan.“I want to come.”
“Come, then,” said Reg.
Someone cleared their throat nearby.Reg looked over his shoulder to see Martin standing a few feet away.
Chapter 26: The Ultimatum
Reg handed his keysto Joel and said quietly, “Get in the car.I’ll deal with this.”He walked far enough away from his car that Joel wouldn’t overhear.
Martin followed him.“Really, Reg?Really?”He sounded livid.
“Neither the time nor the place, Martin.”
“I could say the same to you.In a fuckingcar park!With a fuckingteenager!Have you lost your mind?”
“We’re both consenting adults,” said Reg.“Not that it’s any of your business.”
“You are unbelievable,” said Martin.“Fucking unbelievable.”
Reg spotted Juliet crossing the lot towards them.
