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So not subtle, Beck follows Richie’s gaze to me, just as I point at my neck again. Beck’s stare flies back to Richie, then to me, then back to the gigantic goddamn hickey. I very nearly face-palm, but the look that crosses Beck’s expression is so comical, I can’t look away. His eyes get all big as he looks upward, and then he very deliberately rolls his lips in, holding back his laugh.
Beck immediately jumps in. “Hey, did you see that bird? Oops, it’s gone now. Also, did you know that jelly beans are covered in shellac which is made from bug shit? You’re welcome.” Richie catches my eye over his shoulder. I know we’re thinking the same thing. At this rate, Beck’s going to give us away by dinner.