Page 12 of The Operators


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I roll my eyes. “You’re both fucking morons. And I don’t owe anyone anything. I don’t need you dweebs watching over me. I can take care of myself.”

“You do,” Trevor says.

“Absolutely,” Mack agrees.

“No doubt,” Trevor adds.

“One hundred percent,” Mack says.

I slam Trevor’s laptop on the kitchen counter louder than necessary. “Here’s your damn laptop. I have to get to work.”

Mack teases me with his smile. “What’s this new job Thea’s got?” he asks Trevor even though I’m standing right here.

“I don’t know,” Trevor says, folding his arms over his chest. “She won’t tell me,” he adds with obvious annoyance in his voice.

“What’s the big secret, Thea?” Mack asks.

“There is no secret. But like I said, I don’t need you two all up in my business all the time.”

“We’re gonna find out,” Mack says, and Trevor nods along with him.

I flip my hair over my shoulder as I head for the front door. “Good luck, boys.”

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Mack

“Good luck, boys,” Thea says as she leaves, swaying her hips way more than I’d like her to while her brother is standing two feet from me.

I fiddle around with my glass to distract myself. “What was that all about?” I ask, trying not to sound too curious.

“Who knows. She’s trying to find her independence again or some shit.” He rolls his eyes like he’s exhausted with her even though he loves that girl to death. “So?” he asks with raised eyebrows. “Getting back in the saddle again, huh?”

I start walking back out to the front. “Shut it.”

“Just saying,” he says as he follows me out.

I grab the wheelbarrow and load a few more bags of mulch into it. “I just needed a distraction.”

He laughs. “I’m sorry Iabandonedyou,” he says like the prick he is.

“You’re such a dick,” I laugh, tipping the wheelbarrow over and dumping the bags next to the bushes in front of the house.

“What are you doing this weekend? Guys’ night?” he asks.

I brush off the dirt from my hands. “I was thinking about doing a housewarming.”

“What the fuck is a housewarming?”

I narrow my eyes in annoyance. “It’s where people come to your house and fucking warm it, ya asshat.”

“Well, if there’s warming involved, then I’m bringing a date,” he jokes. “Haven’t you lived in that place for like four months though?”

“Geez, what’s with all the questions today? Just bring some beer and a fucking cactus or something, so that my place can actually look inhabitable and women will want to come over.”

“Ahh, is that my problem? No wonder Brooke nevers wants to come over to my place.”

I exhale a laugh. “I don’t think your lack of house plants is why she doesn’t want to come over.”

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