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in the living room. It’s a living room. It’s for living,
princess.” His grin turned into the smile that made the world stop and take
notice of him, “Besides, you like it when I order for you.”
    I gave Gerry a knowing
look, “This is what I deal with.”
    Lochlan snorted as he
parked and we went inside. Gerry took his own cart, “I’m going to wander.” He
winked at me and walked off.
    I poked Lochlan, “Ha,
told you he’s gay.”
    He nodded, “You called
it.”
    I frowned, “Is your
brother really gay?”
    He gave me a weird
look, “Yeah? Why?”
    Shaking my head, I
followed him to the protein powder section, “Just curious.”
    He glanced at the
label of the huge container he was holding, “You don’t think I’d be cool with a
gay brother, or you just think I lie a lot?” His tone tugged at me.
    I answered casually,
“What?? No… I never meant that. I just thought, maybe you were being
open-minded… or trying to make him feel good, what with being a rock star and…
nothing,” I stopped. I was starting to sound prejudice or tolerant, which I
wasn’t. I didn’t believe in tolerance. That meant you saw the difference in you
and someone else.
    He stared for a
second, “I love my brother and I hope no one ever tries to make him feel
accepted for who he is. That makes him different. He’s not. My sister and I are
straight and my brother is gay, and honestly, I think my parents love him more
for it. He’s the better kid for sure.” The way he said it, I could hear a small
amount of admiration in his voice, like his parents were amazing for being cool
with whoever their kids turned out to be.
    I smirked, “They
probably just don’t love the starving-artist path you’re choosing.”
    He cocked a dark
eyebrow, “Starving? Least I’m making money and not just costing.”
    I sneered and crossed
my arms. He continued reading until I finally had to say it, “I’m not one of
those people. It came out wrong. I don’t believe in tolerance.”
    The cocky grin slowly
crept across his face, but he kept his gaze on the nutritional information.
    I shook my head,
“Asshole.”
    He put it in the cart
and pointed to the one next to it, “You want this one? It’s for women trying to
lose some weight. The girl on the ads is tight.”
    My jaw dropped. He put
his hands up fast, “Joke! Don’t mace me.”
    I sighed and hated the
fact it was in my pocket. He glanced at it, “It looks like a cock. Everyone is gonna see Gerry in his burgundy pants, and then you with the
mace cock, and think we’re all gay. How am I supposed to pick up with that
going on?”
    I laughed, brushing off the challenging look he was giving me, “You’d make a sexy lady.”
    He chuckled, pushing
the cart to the dried food, “I did it once for Halloween with my brother, he
wanted to actually dress up as a girl, and if I did, no one would pick on him.
So I did and let me tell you…” His grin grew, “It was bad. It was like
knock-kneed, hairy, tattoo-on-the-bicep bad. I looked like Wesley Snipes in To
Wong Fu. Alex, my bro, looked like John Leguizamo. He
was sexy as hell and I was all muscled and gnarly looking.”
    I liked this side of
him. I’d didn’t often see him put someone above himself. In front of other
people he was so self-important but in that moment, Alex was more important.
    Looking past him, I
thought I saw someone I knew. I looked at the guy and tilted my head for a
second. He turned around to face me but I didn’t know him. I looked back at
Lochlan to say something. He was so handsome and funny. I had to give it to
him. The weeks we’d spent hadn’t been at all, like I’d expected them to be.
Just as the sweet smile crossed my lips, I caught him bending his head, staring
at the ass and tramp stamp of a girl about my age. His eyebrows rose as she
bent to pick something up.
    Never mind, he was
scum.
    It stung to watch him
do it. I walked away. I needed frozen veggies and fruit anyway. Mentally, I
coached