Page 18 of Tight Ends & Tiaras
I shrug and ignore the very real possibility that Winston won’t let this go. “He deserves worse. I’m happy to help however I can.”
“You know what would really get under his skin?” Olly, who’s been quiet all this time, takes a swig of soda. “You need a new roommate, right?” he asks Sienna. When she nods, he points at me. “Ben should move in with you. It’ll drive Winston crazy.”
I make a face. “Trying to get rid of me?”
“Didn’t you just tell me you now have a toddler? Where we gonna put her? In the closet? Next to the Jacuzzi? It was bad enough having a baby around last year, but toddlers are even tougher.”
Hell, he’s right.
Johnny waves his hands. “I’ma be the voice of reason here and tell ya you’ve had a rough night and maybe you should wait a few days to make any drastic decisions.”
Shock ripples through me and Olly, our eyes going comically wide.
“Really?” I ask. My roommate is not known for being judicious.
Johnny cackles. “Fuck no. That’s just some shit I heard on The View.”
That’s... not what I was expecting him to say. I laugh. “Whatever, asshole. Let’s help Sienna move Destiny’s crap.”
