Chapter 200: A Cheap Shot

Not much has changed in my situation in the two weeks since Grant and I reignited our new relationship. I rather like it that way.

"Hell yes! That's the way you do it, brother." Drew stands on the couch and thrusts his hips at the TV in an obscene gesture I never needed to see in my entire life.

Grant uses Drew's distraction to start lobbing fire grenades at his bunker. The explosions take over the volume in the living room and Drew scrambles to find his controller and get back in the position.

"Hey, Clare, your boyfriend took a cheap shot."

I shrug in indifference. "You took too long to celebrate. Sounds fair to me."

In truth I don't care who wins what in this stupid game. Drew and Grant have continued to bond and their favorite pastime is making me sit on the couch and watch the two of them play shooter games. When they aren't throwing grenades at one another, they toss insults back and forth asking me which side is right or wrong.