Chapter 132
“I’m certain he appreciates it,” she added. “And he could use some rescuing. His family…well. We’rehis family now. But he’s also a grown man, and not your latest Kill Girl damsel in distress.”
“Um. About that—”
“Don’t tell me you’ve put that young man in a sparkly gold bikini on a speedboat, Jason Mirelli. I saw the last one.”
“No! Um. Not unless he’s written something I don’t know about. He’s sort of. Writing the next one. And I get to be bi. I mean John. In the movie. And in love with him. Because I am.”
They both considered this verbal flailing, and the importance of it, for a moment. Jason poked at the spare dessert tray with a finger. Got it more neatly lined up with the straightness of the counter’s edge.
His mother said, “I’m so very proud of you. Your father is, too, you know. So proud.”
“You are? I mean…I know. I mean, I kinda figured.” He managed to keep the words light. Casual. Over all the emotion in the world. “I know.”