Chapter 274: Christian

I myself am often surprised by life's little quirks.

~Westley in The Princess Bride

Christian scratched at the rash again, cursing fluently under his breath. The best thing about being bilingual was, he knew all of the best swear words in two languages.

"What's up with the rash?" Stetson Miller asked, jerking his head towards the swollen red bumps on Christian's arm.

"Nothin'," Christian said automatically, dropping his arm by his side and flashing his boss a quick grin. "An allergic reaction. I just took a Benadryl. It'll calm down here in a minute. Must've gotten into something."

Stetson nodded, unconcerned, already having mentally moved on. "Good. Look, I need to head over to Declan's place for a minute. He's fighting his new combine and needs me to take a look at it. You guys got this handled?"

"Of course. We'll be fine."