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¡°Is he dangerous?¡± Ellen asked and I mentally cursed myself when I couldn¡¯t hide the
frown on my face.
¡°No,¡± I said, knowing I wasn¡¯t lying about him. ¡°No, he isn¡¯t.¡±
¡°What about his lifestyle?¡±
I looked at the ground. ¡°Well¡ I don¡¯t know. It¡¯s not anything serious between us,
anyway. It¡¯s not important.¡±
Ellen, now taking Lizzie¡¯s role as the interrogator, but with a far more serious tone.
¡°He¡¯s not in¡ a club, is he?¡±
¡°Do those even still exist in real life?¡± Lizzie asked. ¡°I thought they were just in the
movies.¡±
Ellen scoffed. ¡°You¡¯d best believe they still exist! Back when I lived on the west side, I
was constantly scared I was going to get robbed in the middle of the night. They¡¯re no
good, those bikers.¡±
A protective, though anxious feeling filled in my stomach, knowing she wasn¡¯t wrong.
I couldn¡¯t defend Isaac without giving away any information about their club. I had to pull
back with my honesty.
¡°No, no,¡± I said and laughed. ¡°I¡¯m just terrified of his bike. Those are dangerous.¡±
¡°You sure?¡± Ellen asked.
¡°As far as I¡¯m aware, he¡¯s not in any gangs or clubs or anything else you¡¯re imagining,¡±
I lied through my teeth. ¡°So long as he slows down around corners, I¡¯m totally safe.¡±
That seemed to satisfy Ellen and she sighed in relief. I¡¯d be lying to myself if I said her
daunting reaction didn¡¯t make me feel less optimistic about our situation.
¡°All right, enough with that serious stuff,¡± Lizzie said. ¡°Have you guys slept together?¡±
¡°Oh yeah,¡± I said, bobbing my head and they each laughed.
¡°Atta girl!¡± Ellen cheered.
¡°How was it?¡± Lizzie asked. ¡°It was mind-blowing, wasn¡¯t it?¡±
¡°Well¡¡± I clicked my tongue against my teeth. ¡°Let¡¯s just say I haven¡¯t thought about
Travis in days¡¡±
After I filled them in on the juicy, fun, and censored details of Isaac¡¯s and my budding
relationship, I finished up the rest of my appointments in great spirits. It felt liberating,
