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Ugh! Stop!
“I do have someone I’ve seen twice. Kien said if I see her again, I’ll be able to get to first base with her.”
Tasha choked. “I haven’t heard that terminology in a long time.”
He frowned again. “Is that right? First base is kissing. Second base is touching, and third base is sex.”
“Yeah, that’s right.” Heat made her flush and jealousy made her want to scream.
“I don’t know if I want to go to first base though. The idea of exchanging my genetic data with a stranger doesn’t sound secure. With the right equipment, she could use it to replicate my biomarkers.”
This conversation was getting weirder and weirder. Tasha squinted. “She could do what?”
Phate ran a hand through his curls. “Never mind.”
She could feel a migraine coming on. She placed a hand on the side of her head where the thumping grew. “This conversation has gotten so confusing. You don’t like kissing, or you don’t want to kissher?”
“I’ve never kissed anyone before, so I don’t know if I like it or not.” He replied so quickly and matter-of-factly she knew it had to be true.
Tasha’s jaw dropped. “Wait. What?”
Genuine confusion splashed across his face. “Is that not acceptable?”
“It’s unheard of. Especially someone of your age.” She narrowed her eyes, remembering an important point that was missing. “Wait. How old are you?”
“I’ve done the calculations. In your years, I would be twenty-nine.”
Both sides of her temples now thrummed with pain. Instead of rubbing them, she brought her hands to a pleading motion. “What does that even mean?”
They stopped in front of Tasha’s door and almost immediately the door to his apartment opened and Solgre poked his head out. His eyes were bloodshot, and it appeared as though he’d lost a few pounds since the first time she’d met him.
“Phate.” Then he glanced at Tasha. “Hello, Tasha.”
“Hi, Solgre.” She wiggled her fingers at him. Asking if everything was alright was on the tip of her tongue but he pointed to the Walmart cart.
“You can use this as well. But return it. We might have further use for it.”
Her eyes dipped to the eye sore parked between their respective apartments. They should’ve removed it a long time ago. She’d even thought about writing them a note about it but hadn’t wanted to be a pest.
“No, thank you. You guys can return your stolen goods or at least take it to the street.” She chuckled lightly when their heads tilt and eyes were set in confusion.
“Stolen?” Solgre asked.
Tasha furrowed her brow. “Um, yes? Unless you bought the cart.”
More confusion showed on his face. Then his eyes brightened, and he snapped his fingers. “That’s what we forgot.”
“Forgot?”
Phate smiled, white teeth gleaming. “We forgot to pay for the items that had been in the cart, before leaving the store.”
Tasha’s hand shot up. “Wait. How can youforgetto pay?”
“Yes, yes, because in Greek—”
“You don’t pay for anything?” Tasha’s head felt like it would split open.
Solgre pulled on Phate’s sleeve. “Come inside and log your date.”
