Page 34 of Little Did We Know
I looked back at him and smiled.“It suits you.”
“Wonderful.”
Oh, lighten up, suit.
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“Did your truck’s shock absorbers fall off at some point?”
Pompous.
“Don’t shit-talk Nelson,” I said, making a turn.“He’s been around longer than you have.”
“I believe you.”He literally clutched the seat when I drove over another speed bump.
“Sooo, how’s life?”I actually didn’t wanna know, but I had to save my old truck from being bullied.
“Good.”
Awesome.
“Yours?”he asked.
“Great.”
This was why we were better off as kink friends.I could probably list all his partners and the kinks he’d explored with each one, but don’t ask me what his middle name was or if he owned a pet.
I guessed I’d find out the latter in a moment.
“Do you own a white cat?”I wondered.
He looked at me, so I made sure to keep my eyes on the road.
That was important.
“That’s a villain’s pet,” he said.
“Oh, is it?”Yikes.He was onto me.
He huffed and glanced out the window instead.“Yesterday, I was accused of being a vampire.Today, I’m a Bond villain.”He turned my way again.“Is there something about me?”
Hold on, who’d accused him of being a vampire, and why was that so funny?
“You know what?Never mind.It’s been pointed out before that I’m rigid and boring.”
Aw.Well, now I felt bad.I was just teasing him—mostly.“Who told you that?”
“My best friend,” he grumbled.“Pardon me for not wanting to go bungee jumping and swimming with sharks.”
Oof.A lot to unpack there.I cleared my throat and tapped my fingernails along the wheel.Traffic up ahead—this might take a moment.Was everyone out today?In this weather?
“I’m sorry about the cat comment, Lucian.”
He shook his head.“It’s fine.I know I…I don’t reveal much about myself, so people see the suit—and suits are dreadfully boring and/or pricks.”
Ten points for self-awareness?
I still felt bad, though.And I hadn’t been entirely fair.
