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The four of us linger outside in silence, watching them speed off, inevitably giving the entire fucking town something to talk about.
Honestly would be surprised if something about this doesn’t end up in the weekly newsletter.
Once they’ve made what Garcia considers to be a safe distance from us, he turns to Nolan and commands. “I’ve got some equipment in my trunk you can use to scan for listening devices. Do not say a word in the garage, your apartment, or your vehicle until we’ve confirmed they’re clear. We’ll also play music for an additional counter surveillance measure. Understood?”
Fucking…hell.
Is he being roadster real right now?
Was all this shit just a big production to drop a few of those around?
Hear what it is we’re really saying and doing behind closed doors?
And why can’t I ignore the revving in my gut that says this is someway, somehow connected to the woman doing her best to stop trembling beside me?
Am I wrong?
Am I fucked up for hoping that I am?
Post Nolan nodding his comprehension, Garcia whips his attention over to me. “Got a dollar?”
I thoughtlessly tilt my head in confusion. “Huh?”
“Do. You. Have. A. Dollar?” he repeats slower with his eyebrows arched towards the early morning sky.
“Kid,” Nolan calls on his heels forcing me to cut my gaze to him, “give the man a dollar.”
Meeting his firm and unpredicted command is quickly done.
Once it is, Garcia nods. “Good. Now, you’re officially my client, Woods, and whatever is said next falls within the confines of confidentiality.”
It’s impossible not to grin at his cleverness.
I see why Nolan likes the dude.
Wait.
Does he…like this guy?
Is there…something between them?
Did they have…something before us?
Were they ever a…thing?
Is that why he was so fucked up over what he thought was me keeping my sexuality from him?
“Knock that shit off, Kid,” my boyfriend unexpectedly demands as he folds his arms across his chest. “It’s not like that.” Our eyes lock tightly onto one another’s for a moment. “It’s never been like that.”
His reassurance encourages me to sheepishly, nod yet Garcia to chortle. “And here I thought you were the possessive one, Nolan.”
Crimson creeps into my cheeks which only makes my boyfriend chuckle. “Oh, I am.” More redness colors my face prior to him adding, “Of them both.”
Garcia casually nods in acknowledgement. “Noted.”
His proclamation inspires our girl’s shoulders to finally untense.
Fuck, maybe that was the reminder she needed.
