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"Sounds rad, dude," another guy with purple hair says. They high-five and Kingston and I share another amused glance.
Then comes an elderly woman muttering to herself. "Three eggs, a loaf of bread, jam. Three eggs, a loaf of bread, jam." She blinks as she looks up at us. "Grocery list." She smiles. "Three eggs, a loaf of bread..." She pauses. "Oh gosh, darn it. I've forgotten it."
"Jam," I say with a smile.
"That's it. Thank you, dearie. Three eggs, loaf of bread, jam," she continues.
I look up at Kingston and find him staring at me with an inscrutable expression on his face. I wish I knew what he was thinking.
"You know something, Skye?"
"No. What are you thinking about?"
"I was thinking that you're such a pleasure and a blessing to people. You're always so helpful."
"Thanks, I think. That's not your way of telling me you want me to do more work tonight, right?"
"No," he says, laughing. "Though, I mean, maybe."
"Oh my gosh. I do not want to go through any more folders or files." I groan.
"I don't mean the legal work."
"Then what sort of work do you mean?"
“How can I be clear? On top work.”
“What?" But it dawns on me what he means. "Oh, you want me to be on top?"
"If you'd like to ride.” He grins. “A stallion.”
I stare at him for a couple of seconds then nod slightly. "I'm a pretty good rider."
"Well, then this horsey can't wait to be ridden."
"Oh my gosh. That sounded gross."
"I know. It didn't sound as cool as I thought it was going to."
We turn onto Third Avenue and he grabs my hand. It feels nice holding hands and walking down the street, but surprisingly, it feels like we're a couple. I don't know if I should mention that to him, but I don't want to. I don't think it's a good idea for friends with benefits to be holding hands, walking down the street on a Saturday night. But at this moment, I don't want to think about the do's and the don'ts and the can's and the cannots of this arrangement. I just want to enjoy it.
"Do you know something I'm scared of?" he asks out of the blue.
"Spiders, I guess."
"No."
"Snakes?"
"No. Actually, I quite like snakes."
"You like snakes? Oh my gosh, you're disgusting. Who likes snakes?"
"I think they're kind of cool creatures. They can be so long and they can eat things so humongous."
"They can eat you," I say and he chuckles.
"But no, not snakes. I'll give you a couple more guesses."
