“I did fall at work,” he murmurs, rubbing his jaw again and laughing at himself. “I just didn’t tell you whose fist I ran into that made me fall at work.”
“’Ran into,’ my ass,” I murmur, shaking my head and making them both laugh harder.
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Janeen and I quietly watch Ian drive away down our street a little bit later.
“Did you ever get the story behind the car?” she asks, curious.
“Nope,” I say, shaking my head. “You should get him to come to the strip club sometime. See if you can get him to give it to you as a tip.”
“Tempting,” she says, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. Then she gives me a bright, happy grin. “You know, Fay, if I’m being honest, I like that one. He’s my favorite of your three weird boyfriends.”
“That’s not fair,” I say, frowning at her. “You don’t know Kent very well –“
She laughs at me, shaking her head. “Seriously? Your first instinct is to defend Kent, when I live with Daniel?”
“Well, I was getting to that!”
“Seriously though,” she says, dropping her voice now. “Ivan is a nice guy, and he cares about you.”
“So does my husband, Janeen,” I say, frowning at her. “And Kent.”
“I know,” she says, nodding to me, fully serious now. “But your husband…he’s eventually going to leave you for that stone-cold cutie up there,” she says, nodding up the stairs to where Jerome is. “That’s inevitable. And this guy…” she looks down the street after Ivan’s car. “He likes you, Fay. And he’s not incarcerated. And he’s funny.”
“He is funny, isn’t he,” I murmur, cocking my head to the side.
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