“I don’t believe it,” he murmured. “This whole time, I been thinking you was Mr. Shy Guy when really, you’re just like Humpty and Dumpty!” “Who?” “Eli and Emmett. You don’t want Sonia ’cause you don’t want ladies, full stop. I get that right?” I stared down at the ground. “You gonna put that in your memoir?” He teetered away from me, his hand over his mouth, then spun back. “Brother, I am far more concerned about what Sam’ll say when he finds out the merman who’s been giving him the cold shoulder since day one is playing Romeo and Julio with the hired hand.”
