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Because that’s the color I’ve been seeing ever since you left without saying goodbye.
“It’s that time of the month,” I lied. I wondered if we were ever going to stop lying to each other. If we were capable of simply saying the truth when it came to us.
He narrowed his eyes. “You’re bullshitting me.”
“Wanna check?” I snorted.
“Yes.”
The laughter that fizzed out of my mouth sounded like two whales trying to communicate from different oceans. He stared at me stoically. The idea of him giving me a physical exam made my heart race and my insides clench with need. “I have another question,” I announced.
“Yay,” he said flatly, his eyes on me. “Hit me.”
“Why did you really cut out my head from all of my pictures with Dylan when we were kids? My seventeen-year-old self was deeply offended.” Not to mention creeped out. I had never, for one moment, believed that it was Dylan. She had no motivation to do so.
“Tell her my twenty-two-year-old self cut your face out, not your head.” He paused. “Because I wanted a reminder of you, and taking a whole-ass album was out of the question. I could only afford the one suitcase.”
“You could’ve taken two or three pictures.”
Headshake. “One thing you should know, Dot, is that I’m greedy when it comes to you.”
We stared at each other silently for a beat, an entire ocean of words raging between us.
Oh crap. He was right. He was going to screw me at some point.
“One last question.” I wanted to grab the drawstrings of his black hoodie. To loop them around my fingers. To tug him to me and kiss him until we were both out of breath.
“Shoot.”
“Do you think I’ll be able to complete the 10K for Kiddies?”
And there it was. The smile that made my heart melt. “Dot, you are going to kill it.”
CAL
oBITCHuary: Are you okay?
McMonster: Clearly not. When have I ever been?
oBITCHuary: LOL.
oBITCHuary: I mean mentally. Bc of the restaurant.
McMonster: Hanging in there.
oBITCHuary: You might need a bodyguard after what happened.
McMonster: The position is vacant.
oBITCHuary: Hmm. I do need a job…
McMonster: My bodyguard will need to be naked at all times.
oBITCHuary: Hmm, what? WHY?
McMonster: It’s my process as an artist. Don’t question it.
oBITCHuary: What if it gets cold?
