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“Yeah, I could eat.”
He sounded casual. Almost aloof.
“I’m at Charlie’s Motorcycle Repair. The bike’s apart so I’ll need a ride. I’ll see you in a few.”
Bones hung up before I could reply.
I drove to the commercial district and pulled into the driveway of the garage. I cut the engine and climbed out of the car. Kelp and Raze were working on a motorcycle, but I didn’t see Bones.
“Hayden,” Kelp greeted. “Hey.”
“Hi,” I said. “Is Bones around?”
“Yeah, he’s washing up,” Raze explained. “He’ll be out in a bit. You want coffee or something to drink?”
“No, I’m fine. Thanks.” I stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to say.
A side door opened leading into the garage and Rach stepped out. “I’ve got Mitch Landry on the phone. There’s a problem with the order.”
“I’ll handle it,” Raze said, stalking toward her.
Rach nodded and then her eyes met mine. “Hey.”
“Hi.”
“I’m gonna pick up lunch,” Logan said, appearing behind Rach. “Then I’ll be back. Oh. Hi, Hayden.”
Nerves skated through my belly. Everything was wrong. I hadn’t seen them since the deeply personal blowout we’d had and I wasn’t even sure where to go from here.
And where the hell was Bones? He was taking forever. Though I wasn’t even sure I wanted to see him either since he’d been so cold to me on the phone.
“What are you doing here?” Logan asked.
“Bones and I have lunch plans,” I explained.
“Ah.” Logan nodded.
“You guys are being weird,” Kelp said from the corner of the garage. He was rooting around in a red tool chest. “Work out your shit. It’s making me uncomfortable.”
Rach glared at him. “Not all of us get the luxury of going to The Ring and wailing on each other to vent our frustration.”
I frowned. “Wailing?”
Kelp turned around, a tool in hand. His left eye was bruised.
“Wailing,” I repeated in understanding.
“It’s not wailing,” Kelp stated. “It’s sparring.”
“You guys beat the shit out of each other and laugh it off like weirdos,” Logan stated. “At least Smoke didn’t get involved.”
“Because we refused to spar against him,” Kelp remarked. “He’s barely recovered from…you know.”
“I’m sure he loved that,” Logan said with a shake of her head.
A door on the other side of the garage opened and Bones came out. He was wearing a white shirt with a streak of grease across the chest.
“Hey,” he said.
