Page 68 of Wandering in Darkness
“Thanks.”
“We invite him over to make food for us… I mean to love on him,” Felix informs Grayson.
I smile and nod. “See? They definitely love me.”
“They obviously do. Especially when they take you out to get a ‘sandwich.’”
“Right? Like they’re so good at getting into shit that I just go along with it and then question why, you know? And people think it’s just Felix but no, it’s definitely Lane too.”
“Really? He seems so much more innocent than Felix,” Grayson says.
“Instead, he’s like, ‘Let’s go throw our lives into danger.’ And then when you’re like, ‘I see danger all around us,’ he simply goes, ‘I can’t see it so it must be fine.’”
Lane laughs about this, and I can’t quite tell whether he’s agreeing with me or not because he should definitely be agreeing with me.
“So… I know we were just talking about staying out of things,” Felix says as his finger runs a circle on the table. “But when I accidentally broke into Ned’s desk to grab our wallets, I saw an envelope full of… pictures in there.”
The look on Grayson’s face tells me he knows exactly what kind of pictures they were.
“I thought you were staying out of it?” he asks, glancing at me before looking back at Felix.
“Yeah, but we’re a detective agency needing things to detective,” Felix says, like that’s his excuse instead of him and Lane being nosy.
“Why don’t we just change it to a thief agency?” I ask. “People who need things stolen or retrieved can come and you’ll steal them all. We’ll hire Antonio as your getaway driver.”
“Fucking hell.” Grayson shudders. “I’m going to be having nightmares about that bridge for a long time.”
“Right?” I ask.
Felix has a dreamy look on his face. “While I love the sound of that, I feel like Lane would get bored, and I don’t want my sweet Lane bored.”
“So what’s with the pictures of the dead woman?” Lane asks.
“You were staying out of it,” Grayson repeats as he looks at me. “Right?”
“Dead woman?” I ask Felix. “Why didn’t you tell me about this?”
“Because I was trying to keep you out of it, but then I remembered that you were a majestic baby boy who should be allowed to make his own decisions. Lane and I don’t want to smother you too much with our parenting.”
“They’ve adopted you?” Grayson asks, like any part of this is legit.
“Yeah, nothing like being older than your dad, right?” I say withmuchsarcasm.
Felix nods. “He’s our beautiful fledgling and we need to let him spread his wings, but not too far. He’s a daddy’s boy and we don’t want to suffer from an empty nest.”
“I don’t… I don’t even know what to say to any of that,” Grayson admits. “Like… is this a throuple thing? Do I now need to be jealous?”
“Could be a foursome, if you know what I mean,” Felix says before winking both eyes; instead of being sexy, it looks like he’s gotten something in them. “And by foursome, I mean that you guys just get to look at Lane’s naked body and wish you could touch it.”
“Where did you say the nearest hotel was?” Grayson asks me.
“I will show you on my way to my apartment,” I say.
Felix gasps like he could possibly, in some way, be confused about any part of this. He evidently thinks everyone should want to peruse Lane’s body like he does.
“So… pictures… of… things… in… bad guy’s… desk?” Felix asks. He draws it out far too much, like he’s hopeful that Grayson will spill it all, while I’m over here unsure what I want to know or hear. “Wait, wait. We decided we’d see whether Cal wants to willingly participate this time or not. Cal… are you awilling participant in this conversation? If not, there’s a perfectly beautiful closet right over there that we’re going to use for spin the bottle later.”
“You said that hotel was just down the road?” Grayson asks.
