“That’s lovely,” Aoife chimed in, and I noticed the way she placed a hand on her boyfriend’s knee. “Isn’t it kind of him, Joe?” “Why?” Joey demanded, tone hard and suspicious. “What’s in it for you?” I sighed heavily and tried to come up with something believable. “Because I fucked her—” “You what?” Joey roared, slamming on the brakes. The sudden jolt of the car stopping caused Gibsie and me to lunge forward.
kheeeeeeeeee
