Page 164 of Micah
He nods thoughtfully.
“So that's a yes.”
Benji snickers.
“Oh, he's grumpy.”
I throw the rag at him.
He catches it.
“I would've thought getting laid would've put a smile on that sour face of yours, Fiero.”
“Fuck you too, Benji.”
“No thanks.”
He shudders dramatically.
“I'm a happily married man.”
He puffs out his chest.
“In fact...”
A smug grin spreads across his face.
“I'm in the mood to find my wife.”
Sawyer groans.
“Here we go.”
Benji ignores him.
“Who's currently making sandwiches in your kitchen with Bit...”
“What? Whose kitchen?” Sawyer asks.
Benji pauses for effect.
“His kitchen. With Sloane.”
It’s my turn to shout.
“What?”
He blinks.
“You heard me.”
“The girls are in my cabin?”
“Yep.”
“With Sloane?”
“Uh-huh.”
