Page 50 of Totally Geeked

“Did you tell anyone?”

“No, but you should. What’s the big deal?”

“Gordon will kill me.”

Gordon jumps over the back of the couch and lands beside me.

“Why am I killing you now?”

“Ahh,” I begin, but Duckie tosses a yellow duck at him and laughs.

“Harry thinks you’ll be pissed when you find out I’ve already met his new guy.”

My chest goes tight. Fucking hell, Duckie you dick. He wouldn't tell him, would he?

“You have?” Gordon asks.

“Yeah, he was over earlier in the week, nice guy.”

“He can wait to meet him for himself,” I interject, hoping to end this, but Gordon waves a hand my way.

“No, tell me, what is he like?”

“He seemed…sweet. Quiet, compared to us, but nice,” Duckie says, and I swear I want to stuff his mouth with the freaking ducks I can see he has stashed in his pocket to hide here through the night.

“Yeah, ummm, he’s quiet,” I agree.

“I guess opposites attract. You’re the loudest person I know,” Gordon laughs.

“Am not,” I say, climbing from the couch. Leaving this seat looks like it will be the only way out of this conversation.

“Are, too. Remember when we played Pictionary a few weeks ago on game night. You were pretty loud then.”

“I still don’t know how you didn’t see that it was a rocket ship.”

“It looked like a dick.”

“Did not.”

I step over his legs and down the last of my beer on my way to the kitchen.

Arlo is still there grabbing water from the refrigerator.

“Hey,” I say, leaning on the counter, pretending to watch the party when really my focus is entirely on him.

“Hi, are you having fun?” he asks.

“Not really?”

“That’s too bad, why not?”

I turn to face him.

“My boyfriend couldn’t make it.”

He nods and tries to open his bottle of water but can’t seem to get the top off.

“Here,” I offer, and he hands it over. I unscrew the cap and hand it back, and he smirks up at me, batting those thick lashes.

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