“I don’t want to be an old pervert like Bash, but I need to point out to you that our chests are very different.” I bite down on a laugh and just end up snorting. “Plus,” he continues, “I don’t need to soften my chest. Because my new kidney is on the way.” I freeze and stare down at Clyde. “What?” “I must have forgotten to tell you. Bash is giving me a kidney tomorrow.” My lips pop open. “Sorry?” A raspy smoker’s laugh spills from his lips as his eyes finally flick open. “Yeah. Couple weeks ago, he brought it up over beers. Went and did all the testing. Turns out the two of us are a match made
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