Page 165 of Bone’s Choice
“I don’t care. Your room. Outside. Wherever. I have work to do.”
Hazel finally lowered her hands. “I can help.”
“No.”
“But—”
“You’re distracting him.”
Hazel looked at me.
I stared at Ma. “You done?”
“For now.”
“Good.” I grabbed Hazel’s hand, and her fingers immediately curled around mine.
That fucking felt good.
I pulled her toward the hallway. “Good luck,” I called over my shoulder.
“Fuck you,” Myth muttered.
Ma gasped. “Myth!”
“Sorry, Pink.”
I laughed all the way down the hall.
“This isn’t funny,” Hazel whispered.
“It really fucking is.”
“Your mother basically just announced to your entire club that we had sex.”
“They knew.”
She stopped walking.
I stopped with her.
“What?” I asked.
“They knew,” I repeated.
“How?”
I shrugged. “Guys talk.”
“Did you tell them?”
“No.”
“Then how did they know?”
“Taco figured it out.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Farmers market.”
