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"You can just invite me to do shit."
"I know."
"Do you?"
In theory, yeah. In practice... I motion to the closed bedroom door. "How was it?"
Walker chuckles. "You're so bad at this."
I arch a brow.
He mocks my tone. "How was it?" He laughs. Shakes his head. "Fuck. You know, I always thought you had your shit together. But I guess you're even denser than the rest of us."
"Been telling you that."
"Guess I should have listened." He brings the mugs to the coffee table then takes a seat. "I'm gonna put on something. If you beg, I might have mercy on you and make it an action movie."
"You really want me begging?"
"Yeah. I don't get off on that shit like you." He chuckles. "Not even gonna deny it?"
"Why would I?"
He shrugs. "You never talk about it either."
"What's to say?"
"Fuck, Walker, you should have seen the woman I fucked last night. I had her tied to my bed. I had her coming so hard she nearly snapped my neck."
"Sounds more like Dean."
Walker laughs. "True." He settles into the couch. "Fuck. You're too pathetic. I'll have to put on The Matrix or some shit. I feel guilty."
"You're kind."
He laughs. "I know." He motions to the bedroom door. "She was sweet. Shy. Your type."
I flip him off.
He turns toward me, folds one leg over the other, shakes his head. "Are you going to make me guess what happened?"
"Are you interested?"
"Fuck. What the hell is wrong with you? We've been friends for ten years. If I didn't care, I would have left you waiting outside."
I say nothing.
Walker shakes his head. "Have it your way." He grabs the remote. Flips on the TV.
It's an infomercial for one of those ab toning belts. A man is showing off his brand spanking new six pack next to a picture of his formally round midsection.
"Not sure what's more BS. This product. Or you acting like—what the fuck happened anyway?"
"It's complicated."
"Bullshit. Bet I can spell in three letters." He brings his mug to his lips and takes a long sip. It's a Star Wars mug. Black with a white X-wing logo. "What did you do?"
"It was her."
