Chapter 23

“I mean I was fumbling in the dark, I didn’t know anything. Just like a betrayed husband whose wife fucks, I don’t know, the gardener!”

Evidently, the unusual comparison silenced Kevin, because he blinked, opened his mouth, and then closed it.

“As I already said, you are slow,” Gabriel muttered. A pillow flew at his face and he finally fell silent.

“I feel like an idiot talking to you two!” Alex yelled, storming toward the kitchen.

“Come on, Alex,” Kevin called to him. “Gabriel is going to shut his damn mouth now and we want to hear what you have to say. Come back, please! And continue.” Kevin encouraged Alex with a smile when Alex came back from the kitchen with a bottle of beer.

Another deep breath, a sip from the bottle, and then Alex spoke again.