Chapter 0350

“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.

Janeen and I quietly watch lan 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 Ilvan’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.

“Yah,” she says, nodding. “And hot.”

“Janeen,” I sigh, ducking out from under her arm. “If you're trying to convince me to date Ivan, it does not help to hear that you

think he is hot. Maybe you should date him —*

“Fay!” Janeen objects, walking after me through the front door to the house. “It's not that I think he’s hot — he’s just objectively

hot!”

“Talking about me?” Daniel asks, making us both jump when we realize that he’s sitting on the stairs, waiting for us.

“Of course, gorgeous,” Janeen says smoothly, coming forward and leaning over to give him a kiss on the cheek. “Who else

would we have been talking about?”

“Oh, you know,” Daniel says, looking directly at me now. “Just the guy who, you know, ruined our lives.”

“Not my life!” Janeen says, stepping

past Daniel and working her Sata

the stairs. “Ming just kebbs get ng

bemercaha! better! Got my sister back,

got hotties dropping by on the daily —

I like this new post-Kent world!”

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I sigh, crossing my arms and waiting until she disappears onto the second floor. Then I look back at Daniel. “Well?” I ask.

“Well, what?” he says, leaning back against the stair behind him.

“Well, you obviously came down here to wait for me once I came in.” I point out. “Did you want to say something?”

“Yeah, Fay,” Daniel snaps, starting to

release the anger he’s cl rly holding

ck. ‘waged Say that you're

being really fucking dumb by letting

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“Oh shut up,” I growl, pushing past him and starting up the stairs myself.

“You are!” he insists, quickly standing up and pounding up the stairs after me. “I can’t believe you even talked to him, after what

he did! That you even —*

“One,” I snap, spinning at the landing

of the second floor and lifting a finger

right into his face, dont youe erica

stupig Bartel) Wont let you

cofdescend to me, not now, not ever.

If you have a critique to make, fine.

But don't you dare pretend that I did

something because I’m dumb.”

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