Page 137 of Infatuation

I ignore the question. “So we’ll be up there in fifteen, okay?”

“You like her?”

I look at Kat’s gorgeous face. She looks anxious. “Mmm hmm,” I answer.

“Awesome. Okay, see you in a few. Oh, and hey, Josh, I need to talk to you privately when you get up here—without the girls overhearing us, okay?”

“Cool. Whatever it is, we’ll figure it out.”

Jonas lets out a long breath. “Thanks, Josh. See you soon.”

“You bet. So, hey, wait, how’d it go with Max after the rest of us left the restaurant? He was like a fucking James Bond villain with metal teeth.”

“No, he’s a villain fromDie Hard.”

I laugh. “Exactly. Oh my God, yes.”

“That’s what Sarah says.”

“So what happened after we left?”

“Nothing. We just swung our dicks around for a bit. I called him motherfucker like twenty times and told him not to even look at Sarah and he stomped away like a butt-hurt little baby.”

“Good.”

“Motherfucker.”

“Pussy-ass bitch.” I pause. “Hey, Jonas, now that I’ve seen the guy, I have a weird feeling about him—a really bad feeling. Don’t underestimate him. The dude looks like he has no soul.”

Jonas makes a sound of agreement. “Hence the reason I wanna talk to you privately before Sarah and I head to the airport. I’m thinking no loose ends.”

“Yeah, I follow you, bro,” I say. “I agree.”

“I just wanna talk it through. Make sure I’m not missing anything.”

“Gotcha. I’m thinking the fucker from the bathroom at U Dub, too.”

Jonas’ breathing hitches on the other end of the line. “You’ve read my mind.”

“It’s not hard to do. You’re kind of a simpleton.”

Jonas laughs. “Okay, motherfucker, stop fucking the shit out of Kat for a goddamned minute and get up here. There’s a lot to talk about before Sarah and I head out.”

“I’d only stop that particular activity for you, bro, just so you know.”

“Good times?”

“The best of times. Oh my fucking God.”

“Excellent.”

“Kat and I will see you in a few.”

“Okay. Call Henn.”

“Will do.”

I hang up with Jonas.

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