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“Thank you,” Martin said. “Two dates in two days. That’s what I’m talking about. Why didn’t you tell me about Beckett?”
“Because it’s not exactly a date,” Quinn said. “We’re doing something with his kids, then Beckett’s cooking dinner. He doesn’t know any babysitters yet. That’s why we’re going to Roxanne’s. She has an excellent yard for kids. A climbing net, and a rope swing, and cornhole, and—"
“I don’t care,” Martin said. “So it’s a date, but not a date. Yeah, sorry, that’s not how it works. What, he’s asking you out so he can work on his sexy accent? Nope. He wants to see you naked.”
“He doesn’t want—” Quinn began.
“How does he look at you in your swimsuit?” Martin asked. “If he saw you doing the paddleboarding thing last week, he must have seen that.”
“Idon’t know.” She was getting annoyed now. “He didn’t offer to lick me all over or anything. He did suggest that he could kiss me once, but—”
“Hesuggestedit?” Terrell asked.
“Yes,” Quinn said. “In that sort of amused way he does. But I said no, obviously.”
“Why?” Roxanne asked.
“Well, his kids were right there, or at least in his truck. And—"
Roxanne said, “So—you had a date last night with Julio Vega, who’s pretty damn hot, though don’t tell Bram I said so, but we’re talking about Beckett Hughes instead.”
“Well, yes,” Quinn said. “Because you brought it up. And, yes, I wore the good underwear last night, Martin, and the first-date outfit.”
“So did you kisshim?”Terrell asked. “Julio?”
“No. I shook hands and told him I had a very nice time, and that our conversation was interesting. Which it was.”
“You shook … hands,” Terrell said.
“Yes, all right? I shook hands. I can’t just lunge at somebody and exchange bodily fluids after one dinner!”
“I do not understand straight people,” Terrell said. “I’ve read about the Olympics. They issue over a hundred fifty thousand condoms to the athletes, there’s so much hooking up. Young, virile men, pumped on testosterone and exercise endorphins, the thrill of victory or the agony of defeat, ready to …”
“I was sixteen,” Quinn said.
“Not the second time,” Terrell said.
“I was focused,” she said. “I won five medals! You don’t win five medals by sleeping around.”
“Iwould,” Terrell said.
“Did Julio suggest another date?” Martin persisted. “Text you today?”
“No,” she said. No point in embellishing it. Anyway, she hadn’t got any delicious tingles from Julio, either.
“What did you talk about?” Martin asked.
“I asked him about the biggest issues at the school and what problems the kids had in general, and he told me, so now I have that information, which is useful for my family-court and juvenile cases. He’ll be a helpful resource in the future, too. He’s new this year, which is why I didn’t know him already, and he—”
“Once again,” Martin said, “I don’t care. They say that scintillating conversation makes workouts easier, and look at you, making this so much harder. Whopicksthese trails? I’m not even your date, and I’m falling asleep!”
“Well, what was I supposed to talk about?”
Roxanne said, “Ask him about himself.”
“Idid,”she said. “All night! I just told you.”
“I cannot,” Terrell said. “I just cannot.”
