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“What’s the matter?” I squeeze back before she takes her hand away.
“Well, Chase, obviously. Why hasn’t anyone come by? I thought you guys were all—ride or die.Isn’t that what it means to be in a club? Do you know who did this yet?”
“Two coffees,” Denise says with perfect timing, placing two mugs on the table.
Whew!
“Have you decided yet?”
“Uh…” Lara picks up the menu and quickly scans it with her finger. “Let’s see, let’s see…a cobb salad please,” she says with a smile at Denise.
“Same,” I nod to Denise.
“Sure,” and she’s off again.
I decide to lead the conversation so I don’t look too guilty, “How’s he coming along? Is he doing okay?”
“Yeah, I guess,” she’s quiet for a few seconds before she chuckles. “Wait, I don’t think that’s not what a doctor should be saying. What I mean is, he’s going to be fine, he needs a few days of bed rest and he’ll be back to being his usual asshole self.”
“That’s good. That’s really good,” I nod and take a sip of coffee, not knowing where else to go with the conversation.
“You should see him though,” Lara shakes her head with a raised brow. “He’s saying—thank you—all the time. I guess Luke was right.”
Luke? Huh?“He was right about what?”
She smiles, “Don’t tell me he didn’t use that line on you guys?”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, he always used to say—sometimes you can only adjust a guy’s attitude with your fists.”
I laugh for real, “Oh yeah, he did. That was one of his things.”
“Yeah, that was him,” Lara smiles remembering him. “Famous for his one-liners. Anyway, enough about Chase, what have you been up to? I haven’t seen you since you went off with Dom two nights ago.”
Shit.“Just club stuff. Can’t talk about. You know how it is,” I reach over and take her hand, hoping to reassure her.
She bites her lip nervously and looks out the window.
“Hey, what’s the matter?”
She turns back and scrunches up her face, “There’s something I have to tell you.”
Fuck. Now what?“Okay.”
“The other night when you went away, Nick and I were watching TV in my room and…” she gives me the scrunched-up look again.
“What?”
“We ended up doing some stuff.”
“What stuff?”
“Sex stuff?”
I’m not sure how to process this information. He’s my friend. I didn’t tell him that Lara and I have athing…but we’re not really together anyway, so…
“Listen, he did ask permission first and—”
