“That was fun,” Beckett remarks, stepping onto the porch beside me. I shake my head at him. “Antagonizing them on purpose now? Come on, bro. Of all the chicks to get tangled up with.” “You’re giving her private lessons, mate. You can’t lecture me about entanglements.” My irritation only grows. “All I’m saying is, be more careful next time. What if he’d run upstairs? You were five seconds from screwing her in the hallway if I hadn’t interrupted.” Beckett blinks. Then he starts to laugh. “Oh. I see.”
