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“Not great,” I replied into my cell, remembering Tom had fled the restaurant like a sprinter off the mark.
“What’s wrong with him?” she wondered. “Bad breath? Did he order something with garlic? Bad kisser?”
“No garlic. I don’t know about the kissing. We didn’t get that far.”
I wondered how much to tell her. I certainly wasn’t going to mention the diarrhea. She had to work with the guy. As for Theo’s presence, I didn’t want to share that either because what we did in the parking lot? H.O.T. But even I couldn’t explain what that had been.
If a little finger fun was all I ever got from him, I didn’t want it to be awkward for Bridge. She was marrying into that family someday.
“He didn’t even kiss you?” she sounded insulted for me. As if the two of them had made a plan at school and he hadn’t followed through.
“No. He said goodbye to me at the restaurant.”
“That’s it?”
“That’s it.”With him.
“Hmm. Did he talk about the Civil War through dinner? I told him not to do that.” So they had chatted.
“No Civil War talk. Just… no connection.”
Not like I had with Theo, although half the time I wanted to whack him upside the head and half the time I wanted to climb him like a monkey.
“Mmm, yeah. That won’t work. When I get back, I’ll see if I can get anything out of Tom.”
Since they worked across the hall, I had no doubt she’d do some asking, especially if she advised him on topics to avoid in advance. He wasn’t going to say anything about the date. I was absolutely positive about that. At this point, I wanted to forget about it, too.
How could I be interested in Tom after Theo and his magic fingers? I didn’t know how long it took him to get me to come, but it wasn’t long. Like ridiculously fast. Under a minute.
Why? Because he was a filthy talker. The guy wore khakis and dress shirts and the man–when he wasn’t talking about bowel problems–was lethal.
You want people to know you’re being finger fucked in a parking lot?
I could still hear the deep timbre of his voice as he said that.
Did I? Want to get caught? No. But… no.
How would I know? I’d never been finger fuckednotin a parking lot before.
Now, before getting on a plane, was not the best time to have wet panties.
“How’s it going there?” I asked, clearing my throat and squirming in the hard seat.
She was already in Boston with Mav to take down her dick professor. A perk of flying a private jet.
The bitch.
“The meeting’s tomorrow,” she said.
“Mav must be eager, in his usual calm, cool way.”
“Oh yeah. He’s been wanting to rip this guy’s balls off and shove them down his throat since that night at your brother’s bar when he learned the truth.”
I heard Mav murmuring something in the background, but I couldn’t make it out. Something like,the man’s going to wish he got his PhD in French.
I remembered that night. Theo was there. And Mav went creepily quiet and stole Bridge away.
“At a minimum, he won’t be able to get a job teaching addition to kindergartners when Mav’s done with him,” I said, eager for justice for her.
