Flock (The Ravenhood)

“It’s a rumor. Has to be.”

“Why?”

“Because…I don’t know. I just can’t picture it.”

“Freaks hide in plain sight, baby. You’re living proof.”

“Shut up. Shut up! I don’t know why I called you.”

“Because you lurve me, and because you were dying to tell me you had multiples. Finally.”

“Christy. Listen to me. I could fall for this man.”

“Damn, already?”

“I know, I know, it’s too soon and s

o stupid. But he’s incredible.”

“I believe you from what you said. Just be careful, okay?”

“How do you do that?”

“I don’t know. That’s the advice I’m supposed to give you. Once you start falling it’s kind of impossible to stop, isn’t it?”

“Exactly. This is a disaster.”

“Don’t be so dramatic. Tell the man you saw his roommate naked and be done with it.”

“Fine. I will.”

“And take a fucking picture, for Christ’s sake, God invented camera phones specifically for shit like this.”

“Sean doesn’t want me to have my phone when we’re together. I’m going to have to hide it before he gets back.” I wince, knowing how damning it sounds and I’m met by a moment of complete silence on the other end.

“That’s a little controlling, don’t you think?”

“He just hates the distraction of it. He wants me present when we’re together.”

“That’s kind of hot.”

“He’s different, I’m telling you.”

“Well, just rip the Band-Aid off now. If he goes psycho, at least you find out now, rather than later.”

“Good point. Christy, I’m in over my head already with this guy. He just makes me think…differently, makes me feel…gah, what the hell am I doing?”

“I know you’re scared, but don’t let the past dictate what could be good for you. Lord knows I’ve been praying for this. Love you. Call me tomorrow.”

“Love you.” After hanging up, I dash to my car and put my phone in the glove box resentful of the deal but opting to honor it after today. I have no doubts Sean meant what he said about it being a dealbreaker. After returning to the kitchen, I add a few spices to the salad mix and begin to chop up the tomatoes while trying to reason it out.

Christy’s right. It’s not a big deal. I’m making a mountain out of a molehill.

Dominic should not be sleeping naked if he doesn’t want to be seen, and I have to get over it. Sean will probably think it’s funny.

Sure, he’ll think it’s as funny as you thought it was walking in on Jared mid-thrust.

But Sean is not my ex, and I’m trying my best not to make him pay for a boy’s mistakes. Deciding to admit the truth before dinner, I chop up an onion on the plastic cutting board I found and grin when I hear the front door close. Sean had double backed to the store to grab the beer we forgot during our first trip.