Chapter 34

“You got any sunblock in that pile of crap in your bathroom?” Rafi asked.

Julian blinked, as if confused, then seemed to remember. “Ah, yes. The performative art piece. I don’t know, but of course I do have some in the master bath. I’ll put it on in the car. Let’s go.”

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As Rafi was putting on his seatbelt, Julian tapped his shoulder and held out his hand.

“Give me your phone.”

Rafi raised an eyebrow. “You need to make a call?”

“I don’t want you driving us into any giant construction pits along the way.”

“I did not drive into a pit! I just—parked on it—whatever, you know better, you’re just being annoying.” Rafi handed over the phone. “It’s locked to my thumb-print, by the way. Just so you don’t get any ideas.”

“What, afraid I might leak more naked pictures of you?”

Rafi tossed him a grin as they pulled into traffic. “Sweetheart, if you want to see my body all you have to do is ask.”

Julian, interestingly, looked away and did not reply. Were his cheeks a little pink?