Page 49 of Static/Cling
No one said anything.
“Kiss and make up. We can’t be arguing on the way in.”
Kassian made kissy motions in Leif’s general direction.
Leif tossed him a finger.
“Nice,” Sal muttered, as if they could see the interaction.
“You have no idea,” Bjorn muttered to them.
“Here we are!” Roger’s over-bright interruption at least jolted everyone back on task.
Once he’d parked and Bjorn had ditched his shorts to put on the jeans Leif had modified, they loaded up with the equipment Kassian deemed necessary, and started off, following Sal’s directions generally southward.
The walk from the mall parking lot took them past Burger World, which excited Roger to no end. Kassian only grudgingly let them stop for food when Roger turned puppy-dog eyes on him.
“You did say we would have breakfast,” Roger reminded him. “And this place is great. I haven’t eaten here in a million years.”
“Fine. Knock yourself out.”
“Kassian,” Sal said, voice low and soft.
“Sal.”
“Come on.” Bjorn opened the door and motioned Roger inside.
Leif followed him.
Kassian glared.
“You too,” Bjorn said.
“Not hungry.”
“Then just get coffee or something and stop giving Roger a hard time. He did good getting us here, and he’s hungry.”
“He deserves a treat?” Kassian sneered.
“He does, actually.”
“He talks to dogs,” Kassian said. “He’s not one of them.”
“But he does need a minute to loosen up and relax before we ask him to focus on something else.”
Kassian curled a lip. “Since when are you the reasonable one?”
“Since never. That’s Leif, but he’s working on keeping Roger calm and grounded. So congratulations. You get me.”
Kassian grunted. “Lucky me.”
Bjorn grinned. “You wish.”
To his surprise, Kassian’s eyes got very big, he blushed, then he bulled past him and inside.
“Maybe you do wish,” Bjorn muttered to himself, and really, that idea should have been way less appealing than it was. “Oh, fuck my life.”
In his ear, Sal snickered. “Do not,” he warned in a low voice.
