s**t.
Ash was too high for this conversation, so he raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Lucky with a dopey smile. “When were you going to tell me?” he asked.
Lucky stared at him. “About what?”
Ah, s**t. What did he say now? “You and Dai.” Sure, he could snowball here and see where this landed.
Lucky narrowed his eyes as he readjusted his position. “You’re still a dealer.”
Neither of them said anything and a frown crossed Lucky’s face. “You’re not denying it,” he whispered.
“Neither are you.” It looked like he was sticking with the whole him and Dai thing. s**t. “I was going to tell you,” Ash grumbled when he couldn’t take Lucky’s kicked puppy face anymore.
“So were we.” If Ash were in a cartoon, his eyes would have popped out of his eyeballs. He giggled at the image of him with
