Amir still thought Declan seemed like an asshole, but when he and Jae went down the beach hand-in-hand to look for shells that might fit their growing crabs, he did feel a pang of jealousy. Ken, noticing Amir’s envious gaze, offered him a protein bar.
“Maybe you should follow them?”
Amir snorted, but accepted the food. “The bike is indigo. That horoscope was a piece of shit.”
“Aw, c’mon, it had to mean something. Why else would something indigo show up right after you read it?”
“We’ve had this fucking discussion already. It was chance. Of all the people who read that horoscope, one of them was bound to run into something indigo the same day they read it.” Amir took a bite of the bar. He watched the couple down by the water, carefully picking through the assortment of shells. To offset how sad he was to not have someone to do that with, he said, “Plus, Jae’s boyfriend is kind of a douche.”
Ken rolled his eyes. “He’s not that bad.”