Page 36 of Kicks
“Architectural design, thank you.”
“Yeah. Can’t you use that?”
Billy had been mulling this over ever since the Pleasure Seekers thing kicked off.
“I could work mornings.”
“Be careful you don’t burn out.”
Harry resumed lifting the weights over his head. His body was impressive. Especially for someone perilously close to forty. Billy wondered if the struggle had become harder for Harry.
“If we split the shop shifts fifty-fifty, it’s not that bad.”
“Thirds,” Harry replied.
“What?”
“Kim wants in. She thinks it’s hilarious that she’ll be selling dildos to grab some kid-free time.”
“Are you sure?”
“I never argue with her.”
“Thank you, Harry. That means you’re taking on the lion’s share.”
“We figured we owed you.”
Billy had no idea what the fuck had happened to his brother. Even so, he was more than happy to accept.
“I’ll get onto a football supplier then.”
“You might fancy that one too.”
“I don’t fancy Eddie.”
“Fucking do.”
He was still the most annoying twat in the world.
Billy’s phone began to ring.
“Tenner says that’s your sex toy lover calling.”
“As if,” Billy said, grabbing his phone.
Eddie Channing
“Fuck. It is him. You bloody manifested this.”
“You owe me a tenner.”
“We didn’t shake.”
Billy pressed Answer.
“Eddie?” he said, breezily. Well he hoped it came across as breezily. “How’s it going?”
“All good here. You?”
