What cultures still did matchmaking?
“That’s not the point.” Maybe-Cross was looking at me like I was an idiot, making me question reality for a few seconds. “She made us realize we haven’t been taking him seriously, so it’s time to find a guy for him. He likes sparkly shit so we found another one that likes that too.”
Oh god.
Two subs didn’t make a Dom… math just didn’t work like that.
Wait.
Did they think Rhodes was stalking me and hiding in my yard?
How were they justifying our behavior at the barbecue?
Hadn’t we actually said we were dating?
Reminding myself that I was smart and a fucking engineer, I tried to be subtle as I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Then I told myself kids were present and I did it again. That didn’t help but I was going to try my best not to say anything too rude.
“Okay, first of all, who Rhodes goes out with isn’t anyone else’s business unless he brings it up. Period.” That should’ve been common sense but they were… really uncommon. “Second,he is dating me. I’m not sure how that got confused, but he’s important to me.”
Really, really uncommon… because they were all looking at me with heads cocked and utterly befuddled frowns on their faces.
Well, everyone except Matt because he was trying not to grin… he was going to have to work on his poker face.
“Third, stop trying to break into our houses. I will call the cops.” Hmm. “Think about what your wives will say if they have to spend money bailing your asses out of jail.”
Bingo.
Nods all around.
Okay, what else?
“Next, Rhodes will be very happy you were concerned about him and that you came over to check on him.” It was the only way I could figure out how to frame it where they didn’t sound like assholes. “Any questions?”
Great.
The other one who might be Ranger… or could actually be Cross… raised his hand.
“Yes?”
This was going to be good.
“He’s a guy.”
Huh?
When I just blinked because I just couldn’t process that level of stupidity, Matt cleared his throat. “Um. They’ve seen you dating girls. You go to their cousin’s bar when you meet girls. Um. Women. When you date women.”
God.
How was the kid the smartest person in the group?
Ten bucks said he knew what being bi meant but he couldn’t get the idiots to understand it.
“I like women and men.” More confused stares. “I’m greedy. I like everybody so I don’t have to pick just one team. I get to root for anyone I find interesting.”
And the lights finally went on.
Good grief.
