Chapter 13“Can you focus, please?” Logan glared at Nix as he stood holding a paint roller and staring into nothingness.
“I am focused.”
“Not on the job, you’re not.” The raised eyebrows were getting annoying. It was already after lunch, and neither Jules nor Jenny had been to see them. Mrs. Garcia had, but only to remark on the color being too dark. She was the one who’d picked it, for f**k’s sake.
“So, I take it the date went well or you wouldn’t be daydreaming?” Logan poured more paint into the bucket.
“No.”
“No?”
Nix sighed. “I got there, and he wanted to fuck.”
Logan stared at him. “And?”
“What do you mean…and?” Why was he getting testy? Logan was only asking.
“Well, normally, all you want to do is f**k too. Every damn weekend you go to a bar to pick up a guy.”
Nix snorted. “
