Watching Caleb drive off in Neil's truck from the small window in the front door sucks. As in, big hairy donkey balls, especially since I have to stay behind instead of making sure his back is covered. He goes off alone, and I'm safely tucked in a well-secured house with my personal bodyguard. Neil showed up this morning and as agreed parked his truck so close; you could almost leap from the door into the cab. Caleb had just come out of the shower and hadn't bothered to get fully dressed since he had no idea where Neil was planning to stick trackers. "Please don't tell me I'm interrupting some kind of sex marathon again?" Neil complains, his free hand shielding his eyes. His other hand toting a bag, which he dumps unceremoniously on the couch. "Keep your shorts on, kid. Just trying to be helpful, since I don't know where you're gonna put those gadgets of yours." I sit back with my cup of coffee and watch while under their constant back and forth barbs and bickering, Neil pulls out a selection of tiny electronic gadgets no bigger than grains of rice.
What do You think about Against Me (Cedar Tree Book 3)?
