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It’s a photo of her and Rush. His arms around her waist, they’re kind of hugging. It doesn’t necessarily look romantic.
“So?” I look from the phone back to him and back to the picture of her. “This could be from before.”
“It’s outside PAULS on Holland Park Avenue—” He gives me a look. “Taken this morning.”
“Fuck!” My head falls back and I yell into my hands. “Why would she—”
Jo stares at me. “The dead deer on your chest couldn’t have helped.”
I stare over at him. “When did your comedic niche become stating the fucking obvious?”
“Around the same time your everyday choices became so ridiculous we didn’t need the jokes anymore.”
I give him a fake smile, he gives me one back.
“Should I help her move?” I scratch the back of my head.
Jo sighs, presses his fingertips into his eyeballs and cringes. “I can’t do this sober. Make me a Bloody Mary?”
I toss him a look and start pulling out the ingredients.
“But do you think I should? Would that be a good way of letting her know I’m happy she’s back?”
“Yeah.” He shrugs. “Or you could just tell her you’re happy she’s back.”
“If I tell Henry I’m getting it removed, he’ll tell her—”
He points over at me, interrupting. “Oi, put more vodka in that. Bit more—” He eyeballs me. “A bit more — I swear to god, BJ, if you want to keep talking about this, I’m going to need you to pour me a real fucking glass.”
“Talking about what?” Jordan asks as she walks up the stairs.
Jo and I catch looks.
“Oh. Nothing.” He shrugs. “Just shit with me and Hen.”
Jordan pulls a face because she thinks they’re being stupid.
Me too, actually. They don’t talk about it, kind of just let it fester between them. It’s sort of like me and Christian, I guess. They never seem to come to blows through. Henry’s too controlled. And I think Jo is scared of the fallout with me.
“You’re still free on the weekend right?” she asks me with a big grin.
Shit. I forgot we had plans.
Oh, actually, no — I’m going to help the girls move.”
Her face tugs.
“The girls?” she asks.
Jonah pulls an uncomfortable face and makes a weird sound.
Jordan squints at me. “Like, your ex-girlfriend, her sister and a girl you used to sleep with?” She frowns.
I say nothing. Feels like a trap.
“Yeah, but, like—” Jo shrugs. “Now I’m sleeping with her, so…”
Jordan flicks him a look.
