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Grumbles of disapproval from me and Nolan aren’t hard to hear around her snickers.
Another rule that needs to be established.
Don’t ever talk about fucking other people in front of us.
The thought of things that actually need to be discussed revs back to the front of my mind causing me to clear my throat and announce. “We need to talk.”
“Wow,” Bunny airily chortles between sips, “it’s not that big of a deal to have celebrity crushes, boys. Everyone does. Even celebrities themselves.”
“Not about that.” Swapping my beer for my fork occurs next. “We need to discuss how much tread is left on our tires. What warning lights are blaring about mechanical failures. How we’re gonna spend less time in the pits and more time on the roads. What’s our plan to survive the shitty ventilation of the heat at these speeds and velocity and our underprepared endurance?!” I stab the air with the utensil. “Because I’m gonna be real honest. I’ve never had to go this long or do this much or deal with these rapidly changing conditions! I want us to win but…I feel like I’m being set up to be the leg that fails this shit because my team isn’t including me in the plans!”
One blank stare is somewhat expected.
Our real-life pinup girl isn’t exactly that versed in cars.
But two?
No.
I fucked something up.
Somewhere.
What wasn’t clear?
A word?
Pretty sure I used all of them correctly.
“Kid,” Nolan defeatedly sighs, “you’re goin’ back and forth worse than when you learned to fuckin’ parallel park.”
Amusement immediately appears in Bunny’s expression. “I’m sorry, Mr. Ford Motor Company, you had trouble learning to parallel park?”
“I was twelve!”
Snickers get swallowed by gulps of their respective beverages prompting me to push away my own urge to smile.
“You can do it, Kid,” Nolan encourages and reaches for his knife to begin cutting his steak. “Just put the shit in park.”
Several nods are delivered before demanding, “Tell me about what those detectives wanted.”
A long, agonizingly slow suck of his teeth is executed yet instead of answering me afterward, he shifts his attention to Bunny and commands, “Tell me about your ex-boyfriend.”
The beautiful brown skinned face we both love waking up to every morning instantaneously turns a sickly pale shade. However, she doesn’t back down either. She snatches up her glass of wine once more, cocks her head, and challenges the man who challenged her. “Tell me about Jolene.”
Panic pierces his dark gaze which he quickly plants back on me. “Tell me what the fuck this is.”
Unlike the two of them, utter confusion is the emotion that cakes my expression. “Huh?”
“This.” His knife wielding hand motions around the empty space between us. “Is this shit a phase?” Missing the worry in his voice is impossible. “Or have you always been into dudes and didn’t trust me enough to tell me?” Hurt has his Adam’s Apple bobbing uncontrollably. “Have you been keeping this shit hidden ‘cause you thought I wouldn’t understand? Or wouldn’t want your ass around once I knew? Or is it something else?” There isn’t even time for my mouth to twitch open. “And is it all dudes? Or only old, scruff face covered dudes like me?”
“Bears.” Bunny nonchalantly announces.
“What?” Nolan bites, attention soaring to her.
“You’re describing a Bear.” She reaches over and picks an asparagus off my plate despite having her own. “Or at least according to some classifications you are. But that’s more based on your hairiness and size than your age.”
Notable horror overwhelms Nolan’s face, paralyzing him in place.
