Page 17 of Man Hands
“But I alreadysaidwe’d—”
“Ash! You tricked me! You tricked your oldest friend.That’smean!”
“Yes,” she says with a sigh. “I did,sweetie.”
“You always do thingslikethis!”
“I do,” sheagrees.
“You always have to be in control of everysituation!”
“I know. It’s asickness.”
“STOP AGREEING WITH ME!” Iscream.
“Okay.”
I lunge, but Sadie reaches between us and catches my hands. “Take a deepbreath.”
“But…”
“Ash,” Sadie orders. “Apologize for bringing Brynn here under falsepretenses.”
“I’m sorry,” Ash says immediately. “I should have told you he was coming. But you need to go inthere.”
“Not happening!” I argue, shaking off Sadie’sgrasp.
“You’re going to sit down withhimand—”
“No.Nooooo!”
“—lick histesticles.”
Thatstopsme.
I mean, that’s just not something someone saysoutloud.
Sadiesnorts.
“I am not…licking…his…God!” I sorta like this idea. I’ve eaten cow testicles and they’re prettytasty.
But Idigress.
My face is burning. Maybe it is actually on fire, and I am three seconds away from ending up in theGuinness Book of World Recordsas the sorry single woman who spontaneously combusted outside a tiki bar.Notcool.
“Brynn, goddamn it!” Ash really does sound sort of pissedatme.
Although, it could be low blood sugar. We’ve been shopping for hours, and they have great appetizers here. I can almost hear the pupu platter callingmyname.
“He wants to see you. Braht said he’spiningover you. Pining! Do you know how rare that is? Sadie!Tellher!”
Sadie nods. “As rare as having a thirdnipple.”
“See?” Ash says. “Fuck. I want to be pined over. But nooooo! All I can seem to get is fucking Braht trying to stick his tongue inmyear.”
“Are you sure it’s his tongue?”Sadieasks.
“Ewwwww!” Ash and I say. But it’s also really funny, and we all laugh for aminute.
