Page 153 of Hollywood Undercover
Chapter 57
SEBASTIAN looked over at Clint.
“I think I’m going to ask her to move in with me.Check.”
Clint blew out a breath and made his next chess move, putting himself closer to losing the match. Sebastian chuckled as Clint kept his hand on the piece and rethought the play. He whistled in surprise at Sebastian’s announcement. “Ask who? LexxiRock?”
He nodded. “What do youthink?”
The television played quietly in the background. Clint’s cozy living room offered a break from being home all the time, especially since Alexandra was back in Los Angeles again. Beth was in the kitchen cooking dinner. It was getting close to five o’clock in the evening, far later than they usually hung out. If Sebastian weren’t there, the happy couple would probably be sitting down to start dinner right now. Clint didn’t mention it, and he didn’t seem ready for Sebastian to leave when they started their third game of chess. It had been a longday.
“What the heck do you think I think? It’s a great idea. Make sure you remember an invite whenever the wedding comes around. When are you going to askher?”
“I’m not sure yet. Probably when she comes into townagain.”
“Make sure you wear something nice. You have to smell good for something that big. Oh, and comb your hair…or gel it down orsomething.”
“I got it undercontrol.”
“Not that hair, you don’t. What did that barber think he was doing this last time?” He looked up at the front of Sebastian’s head. “Maybe he forgot that part. That thing’s long enough to put in its own man-bun.”
“No it’s not. I haven’t been to the barber for a couple ofweeks.”
“Why the hellnot?”
“Hey, even coming over here means arranging with my aunt to give me a lift. Doc wants me to wait one more week before I start drivingagain.”
“See, that’s messed up. You’re fine to drive, if you askme.”
“One more week of followingorders.”
“Yeah whatever…So, what’s up with your physical therapy sessions? Does that end in a week too?” Clint asked after awhile.
“Roughly.”
“And the fit test, when isthat?”
“The week afterthat.”
“Damn. I hope you make it,bud.”
“You and me both. This Kennedy chick is a pain to workwith.”
“She’s still on your ass for a date, isn’tshe?”
Sebastian nodded. “What’s up with thatanyway?”
“Don’t ask me. She got a taste of the Bash and now she wants another one. Didn’t you hear that line?” He grinned. “Once you go Bash, you’ll only comeback.”
“Cut it out. This is serious,” Bash admonished, although he was starting to laugh himself. “Let’s drop it. I don’t even remember what she was like. I just want the sessions to be over and done with so I don’t have to see heragain.”
He kept right on chuckling. “With your track record, she’ll be at your door any day now…or night, I shouldsay.”
“Maybe I shouldmove.”
“Or put up a sign. The love shack is closed, effective immediately. Hey, you could even put a few numbers up on there, to refer them along. Nate’s, forstarters.”
“Not gonna happen. You know we don’t recycle women. It’s the firefighter’s code. Anyhow, let’s dropit.”
