Clayton and Pete. “Thanks for coming to meet Gus. I’ll be over as soon as I’m off this call.”
They both nod, speechless.
Gus is loving this. “You guys have a stellar evening and take care of my girl, okay?”
They nod in unison again, mouths slightly open, and follow each other back to their room, one looking just as confused as the other. Pete’s in awe and Clayton probably has a raging hard-on. Gus has this effect on people.
Gus claps his hands and bursts out laughing when he hears the door click shut. “Oh Christ, Bright Side, not that you don’t need to be on your guard, but you’re safe as houses with those two. I’m telling you, Pete is definitely not into role playing or S&M, but goddamn if I couldn’t stop myself from picturing the dude in leather chaps like you said. That’s some funny shit.”
I try not to laugh but I can’t help myself. Gus’s laugh is infectious. “I told you.”
“Seriously though, they did seem really decent.”
“That’s because they are. They’re good dudes.”
He smiles and nods. Then we’re quiet for several seconds.
“Thanks for worrying about me, though,” I muster. “It’s kinda nice to know there’s someone out there who gives a shit. So thanks.”
“Anytime. It’s my mission in life, to give a shit.”
I smile.
He smiles.
“Well, Bright Side, I’m gonna let you go for tonight. It’s been awesome, possum.”
“Always. And likewise.”
“I love you, Bright Side.”
“Love you, too, Gus.”
“Good night.”
“Good night.”
I shut down my laptop and head across the hall. The door’s been left open for me so I walk right in.
“Sorry if that was weird, but thanks. Gus was a little freaked out about me sleeping in your room so I wanted him to meet you guys so he’d get off my ass about it.”
Clayton is lying on his bed fanning himself with a magazine. His cheeks are still red. “Katherine, why didn’t you tell me you’re dating Adonis?”
“He’s pretty cute, huh, Clayton?”
“Cute? He’s magnificent.”
“He’s not my boyfriend. He’s my best friend.”
Pete pipes up, “Why did he say ‘take care of my girl’ then?”
I shake my head. “I don’t know, Pete. He always calls me that; it’s like a term of endearment.”
Clayton raises his eyebrows and wiggles them. “It certainly is. Listen, I don’t know what’s going on between the two of you, but you are batshit crazy if you let that one get away.”
“ Batshit crazy?”
He nods. “Bat. Shit. Crazy.”
Sunday, September 4
(Kate)
I text Maddie and hope she isn’t pissed at me anymore. I’m worried about her and I let her know.
She never replies.
I guess she’s still pissed.
I’ll give her some more time and try again later.
Monday, September 5
(Kate)
Clayton’s waiting outside the cafeteria for me at 7:30pm as planned. I just got off work and I’m running late as usual. He loops his arm through my elbow as we walk through the door. “Katherine, have I told you lately how much I love you?”
I eye him suspiciously. “No ... What’s up?”
He lowers his voice to a whisper. “I found a club in Minneapolis that has an under 21 night.”
I rub my hands together. “Sweet! When are we going?”
He grimaces, but tries to look hopeful. “Tonight?”
I shrug. “Okay, what time do we leave?”
He stops and spins me to face him. “Do you mean it?”
“Well, yeah. I told you I’d go with you, didn’t I?”
He pulls me into the tightest hug and lifts me slightly off the ground. I honestly didn’t think he had the strength. I don’t think either one of us breaks 100 pounds. “Oh Katherine, I really do love you. You’re the best.”
“Oh, Clay. Hey, do you mind if my friend Shelly comes?”
He claps his hands. “The more the merrier.”
I call Shelly while Clayton and I are eating.
“Hey dude .” She sounds sarcastic, but I think she secretly loves using the word. I’ll convert her yet.
“You doing anything
They both nod, speechless.
Gus is loving this. “You guys have a stellar evening and take care of my girl, okay?”
They nod in unison again, mouths slightly open, and follow each other back to their room, one looking just as confused as the other. Pete’s in awe and Clayton probably has a raging hard-on. Gus has this effect on people.
Gus claps his hands and bursts out laughing when he hears the door click shut. “Oh Christ, Bright Side, not that you don’t need to be on your guard, but you’re safe as houses with those two. I’m telling you, Pete is definitely not into role playing or S&M, but goddamn if I couldn’t stop myself from picturing the dude in leather chaps like you said. That’s some funny shit.”
I try not to laugh but I can’t help myself. Gus’s laugh is infectious. “I told you.”
“Seriously though, they did seem really decent.”
“That’s because they are. They’re good dudes.”
He smiles and nods. Then we’re quiet for several seconds.
“Thanks for worrying about me, though,” I muster. “It’s kinda nice to know there’s someone out there who gives a shit. So thanks.”
“Anytime. It’s my mission in life, to give a shit.”
I smile.
He smiles.
“Well, Bright Side, I’m gonna let you go for tonight. It’s been awesome, possum.”
“Always. And likewise.”
“I love you, Bright Side.”
“Love you, too, Gus.”
“Good night.”
“Good night.”
I shut down my laptop and head across the hall. The door’s been left open for me so I walk right in.
“Sorry if that was weird, but thanks. Gus was a little freaked out about me sleeping in your room so I wanted him to meet you guys so he’d get off my ass about it.”
Clayton is lying on his bed fanning himself with a magazine. His cheeks are still red. “Katherine, why didn’t you tell me you’re dating Adonis?”
“He’s pretty cute, huh, Clayton?”
“Cute? He’s magnificent.”
“He’s not my boyfriend. He’s my best friend.”
Pete pipes up, “Why did he say ‘take care of my girl’ then?”
I shake my head. “I don’t know, Pete. He always calls me that; it’s like a term of endearment.”
Clayton raises his eyebrows and wiggles them. “It certainly is. Listen, I don’t know what’s going on between the two of you, but you are batshit crazy if you let that one get away.”
“ Batshit crazy?”
He nods. “Bat. Shit. Crazy.”
Sunday, September 4
(Kate)
I text Maddie and hope she isn’t pissed at me anymore. I’m worried about her and I let her know.
She never replies.
I guess she’s still pissed.
I’ll give her some more time and try again later.
Monday, September 5
(Kate)
Clayton’s waiting outside the cafeteria for me at 7:30pm as planned. I just got off work and I’m running late as usual. He loops his arm through my elbow as we walk through the door. “Katherine, have I told you lately how much I love you?”
I eye him suspiciously. “No ... What’s up?”
He lowers his voice to a whisper. “I found a club in Minneapolis that has an under 21 night.”
I rub my hands together. “Sweet! When are we going?”
He grimaces, but tries to look hopeful. “Tonight?”
I shrug. “Okay, what time do we leave?”
He stops and spins me to face him. “Do you mean it?”
“Well, yeah. I told you I’d go with you, didn’t I?”
He pulls me into the tightest hug and lifts me slightly off the ground. I honestly didn’t think he had the strength. I don’t think either one of us breaks 100 pounds. “Oh Katherine, I really do love you. You’re the best.”
“Oh, Clay. Hey, do you mind if my friend Shelly comes?”
He claps his hands. “The more the merrier.”
I call Shelly while Clayton and I are eating.
“Hey dude .” She sounds sarcastic, but I think she secretly loves using the word. I’ll convert her yet.
“You doing anything
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