He doesn’t make it in time.
“Birdie!” I crow, jumping and smushing him into the couch cushions. I smack a kiss against his cheek as he groans.
“Gross,” he complains, trying to push my face away. “Stop slobbering on me.”
“I don’t slobber.”
“Then why am I wet?”
“Sounds like ayouproblem,” I inform him. “Dude… Stop squirming. You’re kneeing me in the balls.”
“Then get off me, you giant sack of potatoes.”
I let out a sigh. “Fiiine.”
I roll to the side, and Jason sits up, scrubbing both hands through his messy blonde hair. He mutters something about me falling in quicksand and finding my ultimate demise, but I spot Cas in the kitchen and hop up to head his way.
“Cat-man!”
“Hey,” Cas says with his usual gentle smile. “Pizza sound okay tonight?”
“Uh…when have I ever said no to pizza?” I ask, stopping at the counter. “Ooh. Salami me.”
Cas grabs a thin piece of salami and holds it my way. I snatch it with my teeth.
“Stop asking for my boyfriend’s salami!” Jason shouts from the living room.
“Touchy,” I mutter before raising my voice. “I’m not after your man’s salami, Jason. I have my own.”
“Don’t need to hear about that,” he calls back.
Cas shakes his head, layering toppings on the pizza.
“Oh!” I say for the both of them. “Guess what? I made a new friend.”
“Yeah?” Cas asks. “Where’d you meet?”
“At the gym, believe it or not. His name’s Joey. Super-nice dude.”
Jason comes into the room, eyeing me as he grabs a drink from the fridge. “Super nice, huh?”
“Totally. But don’t get jealous, Birdie. No one will ever replace you.”
He narrows his eyes.Aw, poor guy. So jealous.
“He’s new to town,” I tell them, snagging another piece of salami. “I think he was glad to have someone to work out with, you know?”
“Uh-huh,” Jason says. “And were you, by chance, doing that wink thing?”
I frown. “It’s customary to wink at your gym-bros, Jason.”
“It’s…not,” he says. “That’s not a thing.”
“It is,” I reply, keeping my tone patient. Dude’s not a gym-bro. He doesn’t get it. “Just…trust me on this, okay?”
Jason merely shakes his head. “Bee, the one and only time I ever agreed to come to the gym with you, you winked at no less than five guys and two girls. Want to know how many of them checked out your ass? Five guys and two girls.”
“What?” I say, shocked. “No way. Really?No. Wait… Do I have a nice ass?”