“Mmm. Explosive diarrhea.” Indira nodded sagely, looking between Jude and the bathroom door. She couldn’t help herself. Being around Jude turned her into a snarky teenager ready to battle, and after that taste of his laugh, she wanted to pull him back out. Just like old times. Jude closed his eyes and huffed out an amused breath. “I’m not sure if you meant that as a question, but it certainly sounded like a declarative statement, so don’t let me stop you.” He waved toward the door.
