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He was an acquired taste.

Like eating chewed gum stuck to the bottom of a restaurant table.

“Are you ever not going to talk about my boobs?” Wren asked.

“Never,” Lay said. “And if I do, it means I’m sick. Get me a doctor.”

“Do I have to hit you?” I asked. “Or should I babysit Izzy so Abel can kick your ass?”

“I’m not doing anything wrong here,” Lay said. “I’m talking about natural stuff. That’s all. It’s not like I’m getting hard or anything. Want to feel?”

Lay turned and thrust at me, smiling.

“I’ll cut it off with a skate,” I warned.

“Look at this guy,” Lay said. “All worked up. Must be missing hishotel honey.”

“What’s that?” Wren asked.

“Oh, this guy had a little fun on our road trip,” Lay said. “He had a visitor. Kept her a secret.”

“Lay, that’s enough,” I said.

“No way. Remi even heard you two.”

“Remi… what?”

“Yeah. He said he was outside and heard her yelling. Thought something bad was going on but then realized it was your room. You were really giving it to her, weren’t you?”

“Riff,” Wren said. “Good for you.”

“Yeah,” I said. “Good for me.”

Lay smiled bigger.

I felt myself starting to get angry and ready to explode on him.

But I had to play it cool.

Things were changing… fast.

Remember - at first I was just fooling around with Remi’s sister.

Now… I was in love with her…

After practice,I showered and went to Demi’s gallery.

Fiona texted me she was there by herself.

The door was locked.

Fiona let me in and locked the door behind me.

The lights were dimmed.

A few lights left bright on a few paintings.

Including the one Fiona painted when I had been touching her.

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