Chapter 65

“Gabe’s got a boyfriend! Gabe’s got a boyfriend!” Hype singsonged. She leaned over further to try to snag the innocuous blue-striped boxers off the table. “Ooh—can I touch them? Are they silk?”

“Cut it out.” Gabe snatched the boxers away from her groping fingers. “I wash your gross clothes all the time. Does that make me your boyfriend, too?”

“Ew.” Hype shuddered theatrically.

Gabe handed her more clothing. He folded Jake’s shirt more carefully than he did his own stuff, then folded the boxers and put them on top of the shirt, well out of Hype’s reach. Jake’s jeans and socks were in the load in the washing machine. Jake still needed to bring back the shorts and T-shirt Gabe had loaned him, but Gabe didn’t mind.