Page 28 of Strawberry Cake

Marco immediately launched into an interrogation. “I need to hear every detail about last night before we meet up.”

“Only if you don’t pester her for more information.”

“I can’t make any promises.”

Decan sighed, knowing that was as good as it was going to get when it came to Marco. “She actually stayed over.”

“Shut the fuck up and stop messing with me!”

Decan laughed and started his car. “I’m not messing with you.”

“Did you get frisky?”

“Yes…”

“Like just a little or all the way in?”

“Was that pun intended?”

“Who cares? Just tell me!”

“We did… everything.”

“Yes! Finally!”

“We only met last week!” Decan defended.

“You haven’t been with anyone foryears, so my reaction is justified.”

Decan shook his head. “Pleasedon’t bother her about it. I shouldn’t be saying anything without asking her first.”

“Fine. I’ll tease her first and see how she reacts.”

“You can’t just let it be, can you?”

“Hell no! My best friend is finally getting laid. I wouldn’t be doing my job if I passed this up.”

“If you’re the reason why I don’t get laid ever again, I’ll key your fucking car.”

Marco gasped, and Decan smiled. Marco loved that car… possibly more than he loved most people. “You wouldn’t.”

“Want to find out?”

“Fine.” And with that, Marco hung up.

When Decan pulled up next to Marco, his best friend leaned against the car while Decan grabbed his wheelchair.

“There’s your pretty lady,” Marco commented.

He followed Marco’s gaze over his shoulder and couldn’t help but smile. Hope wore the same leggings and loose shirt, her water bottle and phone pressed to her chest—and she still looked every bit as breathtaking. He was still standing when she reached him, so she stretched onto her tiptoes and kissed his cheek.

“Very cute you two,” Marco teased.

“Mind your own business.”

Hope giggled and took a step back so Decan could sit down. “He’s just jealous because you’re prettier.”

Marco made a choking sound. “Did you two get any sleep last night?”