Butch by Trent Jordan

Author:Trent Jordan [Jordan, Trent]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: TJ Creations
Published: 2020-07-15T16:00:00+00:00

“This is nice,” Brian said once we got seated at Mama Sue’s, which I decided was better called Biker’s Diner.

Wait, now you want to talk?

“Not often you can be somewhere public and know that you’ll have real privacy.”

So maybe he is willing to talk, he was just afraid of people eavesdropping on him on the trail? Was that a real concern? Or just something that he says is a concern?

“Do you like anything in particular from here for dinner?” he said.

I couldn’t even remember the last time I’d eaten anything other than breakfast here.

“Their French dip looks delicious,” I said.

“Oh, yes, absolutely, gotta try that, with their tots,” he said. “I don’t know what it is about their cheese and bread here, but the dip is killer.”

Seriously, it’s like I’m with someone new here.

Maybe he’ll actually open up a little bit more.

“So, can I ask you some things that I asked before?” I said. “Now that we apparently have more privacy?”

“Of course,” Brian said, though his demeanor shifted just ever so slightly. “Not trying to hide anything from you. Hell, you already know my biggest secret.”

Actually, I am kind of curious if that is your biggest secret, given how quickly you revealed it to me.

“I see,” I said. “So then why did you join the Black Reapers?”

Brian actually gave a hint of a smile.

“When you’re a man like me, there’s only so many options you have for work that will fulfill you,” he said. “Couldn’t go into anything in the public service like the military; as soon as a background check got ran on me, even if nothing came up, flags would come up. Obviously not a guy built for an office job. I thought of being security, but I wanted something that would allow me to use my skills actively and not just reactively. So that’s why I joined the Reapers.”

“I see.”

“So you know about me,” Brian said. “Let me know about you.”

Oh, boy. Guess I’m really not escaping my past here tonight, huh? It was also a rather abrupt change from the conversation focusing on him—I guess I may have overestimated his willingness to speak about himself a bit.

But, hey, better some than not at all.

“There’s nothing really to know about me.”

“Liar,” he said. “Everyone has a story. Some just tell theirs better than others.”

Like yourself?

“You’re not going to let me off the hook, are you?”

“You know what I did before,” he said. “The least I can do is know more about you.”

I suppose it would make me more honest and vulnerable. But then again, it would make me more honest and vulnerable.

You can’t have a connection without connecting, you know.

I sighed.

“OK,” I said. “This is my story.”

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