don’t think he’d go that far and do that to me…I hope he wouldn’t.
I pivot my head to face Rod. “With all my heart,” I reply ardently. “Finn would never cheat on me.”
He nods and gives me a smile. “That’s good to hear. I’m glad you can trust him.”
I quickly nod my head before gazing again out my door’s window. “I can.”
I think…
From our booth in Sandy’s Family Restaurant, I check my phone for any messages or missed calls while Rod is in the restroom. One missed call from my friend, Bethany. No messages.
“Watching porn?” Rod snickers when he deftly slides back into his seat across from me and pulls his glass of beer closer to him.
“Yes. Did you know there is a sex video of you and Finn on the Internet?”
Without any kind of warning or courteous heads-up, Rod powerfully sprays his beer all over our table, the mauve-colored wall and me. After the initial shock wears off and I’m thoroughly dripping, I put my hand over my mouth and laugh until I’m gasping for air, drawing the attention of several other people in the country-centric dining room.
Rod coughs several times before he is able to speak. “What the hell?” he wheezes, grabbing a handful of napkins. I rip a few out of his hands and wipe off my phone, my shirt and the table.
“That’s so gross!” I complain as I try to remove the beer stains from my light blue top.
Rod blows his nose. “I hope you’re referring to the video. Fuck! Sorry. Shit that burns! Wait. Is there really a video?”
I laugh and my eyes sweep the patrons around us who are frowning at Rod’s outburst. I wince at them before answering him. “Yes. There really is one of you and Finn doing things to each other. Don’t you remember doing them with my boyfriend?” I raise my eyebrows and tip my head to the side.
His mouth opens and shuts before he spouts, “Shut up! At least your shirt is now see-through.” Horrified, I automatically look down to make sure I’m not as indecent as he asserts. “Made you look. Ha!”
I narrow my eyes at him, giving him a dour look. “By the way, thank you. Not only do I now smell like a brewery, but I also look like a walking kegger. Anyway, I don’t even have email, let alone Internet access on my phone. How could I have possibly been watching a video on it, Rod?”
“I forgot! That’s not exactly the first thing that came to mind when you told me what you were watching.” He nods at my phone. “You need to get rid of that piece of shit and upgrade to something sweet. Tell Wilder to buy you a new phone. He rakes in the cash.”
“Why? I’m okay with this one. I don’t really talk on the phone much, except to Finn, Bethany and my dad. I see everyone else I talk to at work. I’d buy my own phone anyway.”
“Well, get one. That way you can check your mail and search for porn when you’re away from your computer.”
I solemnly nod and skate my lips into a regretful smile. “Yes. That is a must. I just can’t stay away from porn.”
“I have the same problem,” he replies gravely.
I scrunch my face and incline away from him. “Eww!”
He gleefully laughs. “I was only joking, Hadders.” Yeah. I doubt that .
He leans back against the seat and pulls his phone out of his pocket. “Damn it,” he mumbles.
“What?” I inquire before I take a sip of my lemonade.
“I missed a call from Eden. My mom said Eden has been feeling so tired lately and it has been more than usual.” I notice that when Rod talks about his family or anything pertaining to his home state of North Carolina, his voice takes on a slight drawl of a Southern accent. It’s the only time I hear it. As soon as he begins talking about something else, it’s gone. Quirky Rod.
“What does her doctor say?”
He sets his phone down on the table. “Just to get plenty of rest, stay away from sick people and to continue her swimming and yoga. Yoga. I never understood that shit.”
Rod’s 30 year-old sister has