He pulls his soaked shirt over his head, revealing a massive serpent tattoo winding up his back, coiling with every flex of his muscles.
Holy…
I turn my face towards the AC to cool off.
“So, how was your day? How do you feel?” he asks.
From the corner of my eye, I catch him turning in front of the mirror, vainly checking how my shirt looks on him.
Saliva gathers in my mouth.
Focus, McKenna.
“Uhm, yeah…feeling better. I kind of did a thing.”
“Oh?”
“I sneaked out to go to the dive bar down the beach.”
“You didwhat?”
“As I said, I sneaked out. Walked to the end of the beach, found this dive bar, and—”
He stops me there, pressing his palm flat on the table.
“You’re not allowed to leave Arcadia on weekdays, you need my permission to do so.”
Permission…
That twitching fucker in my pants likes the sound of that.
“I don’t consider Friday afternoon a weekday.” I say casually, folding my arms.
He scoffs, then tilts his head, inspecting me, trying to read my face.
“Did you go there because you wanted a drink?”
There it is. He wants to know if I slipped.
“Hah, I knew you’d ask. But no, I didn’t. In fact, the exact opposite happened.”
His brow furrows. “What do you mean?”
“There was this diver at the bar, drunk as hell. Sat next to me while I was eating my burger, ranting to the entire place about how his boyfriend dumped him a few days ago. Kept saying stuff like love of my life, best fuck I ever had, biggest selfish arsehole in the universe, blah blah blah. He called him a walking red flag or something. Then he offered me a beer.”
His eyes go huge. “He said what!?”
“I know, right? But I said no thank you, and then, get this, he told me I was boring, just like his pathetic ex.”
Yosh flinches, letting out a high-pitched sound before slapping a hand over his mouth. A muffled scoff slips through his fingers.
I can only assume he finds it as ridiculous as I do.
“You know, I’m not breaking my sobriety over a stranger’s drunken misery. I have my own shit to collect. All I wanted was to eat my burger in peace.”
Yosh finally lowers his hand and crosses his arms over his chest.
“What…what did you say to him?”
