Garrett asks, taking the last slice of pizza. We’re halfway through Super Troopers, and unlike my handsome boyfriend, I can’t laugh my ass off and eat at the same time. “You want the truth or a part of the truth?” “The whole truth, so help you God.” Turning to face him¸ I snatch away the half slice he has in his hand and take an exaggerated bite. Washing it down with the rest of my soda, I debate how much I should say. Well, shit. I can’t lie to him, especially after everything he’s done for me tonight. “I not so kindly told her that if she didn’t stop rubbing all over my boyfriend like a cat in heat, I was going to break her arm. I might have also told her that I’ve beaten a grown man and I’d have no problem with a tramp like her.” Laughter fills my ears as Garrett throws his head back, not hiding how hilarious he finds the entire situation.
