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“You’re all about to get real cozy back there.” Hart chuckles.
“Fuck that. Rookies in the back. I call shotgun.”
Nour, who’s already at the passenger door, throws his hands in the air.
“What’s that, Rookie?” I taunt.
He gives it right back. “Not a thing, old man.”
“That’s spelled V-E-T-E-R-A-N, right?” I ask.
“Yeah, sure,” Nour says as Hart hits the key fob, unlocking the doors, and we all pile in.
“You’re gonna need to get a roomier ride, man.” AJ Tereira chuckles.
“Like a minivan or some shit,” Nour chides.
“Why the hell am I the one getting the minivan?” Hart starts his truck.
“ ’Cause you act like you’re even older than the V-E-T-E-R-A-N-S,” AJ jokes, and at three in the fucking morning, that’s funny. “Not even going out when you’re in a new damn city?”
“He’s hot for the neighbor. Leave him alone,” Nour says.
I look over to make sure he’s talking to Hart and not me. He is.
I crane my head to look at them. “You two do understand that you get more action when there are less players on the field, right?”
“Taco Bell up ahead,” AJ says, smacking the back of the seat.
“Yo quiero Taco Bell,” Nour says.
“Who doesn’t want a hot, juicy taco in their mouth?” AJ makes a V with his fingers and flicks his tongue between them.
“I’ll hit the drive-thru if you promise not to do that shit in front of me ever again.”
“No shit.” I laugh.
* * *
Having slept on the plane and knowing we’re off tomorrow, I’m not tired enough to go to bed yet. If Gwendolyn’s rental weren’t next door, I’d have gone to the beach where I sleep like a champ, fish off the shore, and just chill. Apparently, I’m a glutton for punishment.
I drop my keys and the bag of Taco Bell I’d gotten but have no desire to eat on the island, next to the unused condom, and head toward the stairs.
After I change, I grab a beer, twist off the top, and head outside, knowing the cold air will chill me enough to put me into sleep mode.
Ass in the chaise lounge, feet on the railing, I lean back and look at the stars.
“You were so bright in Texas. What the hell happened, star?”
“Some may say the same about you.”
I’m pretty damn happy I didn’t just squeal like a little bitch and jump out of the damn seat. “Star? Is that you?”
Gwendolyn starts up the stairs toward me.
“What are you doing out here at three in the morning?” she asks.
I pull my feet down off the railing and look her over. Yoga pants.
