Page 138 of Bone’s Choice

Two days.

I hadn’t seen her in two days.

That was nothing.

I’d gone months without seeing women I’d fucked before.

Hell, there were women whose names I’d barely remembered the next morning.

Hazel wasn’t one of them. That was the problem.

I still hadn’t figured that shit out.

“So.” Taco dragged the word out.

I looked at him. “What?”

He leaned back. “You gonna ask?”

“Ask what?”

“If Hazel said anything about you.”

I stared at him.

Taco smiled.

Rowdy suddenly looked interested too.

“I don’t give a fuck if Hazel said anything about me,” I bit out.

“Okay.” Taco nodded.

I waited.

He said nothing.

Motherfucker.

I took another drink of coffee.

Taco scratched his jaw.

Rowdy looked toward the bar.

Neither said a word.

I made it maybe ten seconds. “Did she?”

Taco burst out laughing.

Rowdy smiled wide and shook his head.

“Did she or not?” I asked.

“Nope.”

That shouldn’t have irritated me, but it did. “What the fuck do you mean, nope?”