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“To Birham?”

“Well, yes Is he an unsafe driver?”

“No It’s not that”

“You don’t want hio? I’ll call Jenna’s mother She can—”

“No, Mom I don’t need you to do that Jenna would be worried I don’t really want to tell her right now”

“Well—”

“Did you tell Ezra already?” I ask

“Not yet But he offered to do anything we needed”

My dick twitches at that, and I have to shut my eyes and put my face in my hand

“That’s fine,” I tell her “I can ask him myself”

“Carl will ask He’s a nice, safe ride for you anyway because he used to be a lifeguard Meaning he knows CPR and those sorts of things”

“What?”

“Like you, he was a lifeguard for most of his summers”

“Was he really?”

I hear the smile in her voice “Are you so surprised?”

“I guess I don’t think of Rich a lot of pools,” I bullshit

He’s a fucking swie?

I shoot the shit so for a while, archingmyself slowly

That’s just…so weird About the swiue carefully overblood Back inside the house, I eat a half sandwich and take the stairs back to my room, where I lie on my back on the bed with my eyes half shut I don’t even like fried catfish that much I don’t knohy I said I did