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Drew arched one dark brow. “Do you?”
“Yes,” I insisted. “Rae and I will figure it out.”
“Before you take another swing at Simon?”
Rolling my eyes took more energy than I had left. “Yes.”
Chapter 26 – Rae
Zach’s text was my only warning. It simply read, Simon’s in town. As much as I wanted to see him, having him show up at San Juan Marine Repair while my dad was in his office was a recipe for disaster. It never occurred to me that he’d be that foolish. Apparently, I underestimated the drug that was newlywed bliss.
“Yo, Sun-Rae!”
Slowly, I straightened from the outboard motor I’d been working on.
Simon grinned at me from across the shop, all tanned skin and military-short haircut. I smiled when I saw the slender man next to him.
“Alan!” I rushed toward them, wrapping each in a hug. I’d spent more time with Alan than Simon on my last visit. Simon was too busy with work. Alan was a sweetheart, and I couldn’t be happier that he and Simon had found each other. Simon lifted me off my feet with his bear hug, spinning me until I was dizzy.
I laughed. “Stop that!”
He chuckled, letting me go. “I’ve gotta remember you have your own pit bull now.”
I squinted. “Pit bull?”
He wrinkled his nose. “Zach and I may have had words at Harbor Brews this morning.”
I groaned. “Simon. Why?”
He smirked. “That’s what you get for not telling me you two have become an item.” He glanced at his watch. “What’s it been? Three days? Five?”
“More like three weeks,” I said dryly.
Alan raised a hand, adding meekly, “Plus, there’s the whole you-were-never-a-couple-thing.” He nudged his husband. “I don’t think we have any room to cast stones.”
Simon shot his husband a wounded look. “What? I can’t mourn the best girlfriend to have never kissed me?”
“Pretty sure I’m theonlywoman to have never kissed you.” I snapped my fingers. “For that matter, am I also the only woman to have kissed you?”
He paused, considering. “Maybe? You’ve talked me in circles. If that means that I’ve never kissed a girl, then the answer is yes.”
I sighed, pretending to be put-upon. “Yes. That was always the problem with us. Such a complicated non-relationship.”
Simon cleared his throat. “You might need to tell Zach all that again. I’m not sure he believes us.”
“What do you mean?” I asked. “He texted me that you were in town.” I punched Simon’s shoulder. “More notice than you gave, by the way.”
“He took a swing at me,” Simon said.
“He’s got it bad,” Alan clucked, shaking his head.
Why did Alan’s words send shivers down my spine?
“Zach didwhatnow?”
“Don’t worry. Drew held him back. But he seemed pissed. You did tell him the whole story, right?” Simon frowned.
“Most of it.”
