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“He doesn’t want to be around us,” I tell them. Diesel hugs me close.
“Fuck that. He needs to get over whatever bullshit is goin’ on. I can tell it’s causin’ pain for all three of y’all,” Kicks responds. “I’m gonna talk to him tomorrow.”
“Let him. It can’t hurt,” Diesel whispers in my ear. He must have noticed me tense at Kicks’ words.
“Yeah, you’re right,” I agree. “I’m sure it won’t help either.”
“Do you work tomorrow?”
“No, Bull gave us the night off,” I tell him.
“Perfect. Let’s go on a date. I have the perfect idea for us.”
“Oh? And what would that be?” I grin.
“Say yes and you’ll find out tomorrow.” He kisses my neck.
“Yes.”
