Grim & The City_A Grimlock Family Short by Amanda M. Lee

Author:Amanda M. Lee [Lee, Amanda M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: WinchesterShaw Publications
Published: 2018-05-08T05:00:00+00:00

7

Seven

“Did you find your cleaning solution?”

I decided that playing stupid was probably the smart way to go. There was no telling exactly how much Jerry had heard and there was still a chance we’d be able to talk our way out of this.

“I did,” Jerry confirmed, his expression unreadable. “I’m considering rubbing myself with it.”

“Ugh … why?”

“Because I feel filthy thanks to all the lies!” Jerry’s voice hopped an octave, and I knew things were about to get dramatic.

“You probably shouldn’t rub yourself in public,” Aisling offered. “You might get arrested or something. There are a lot of kids here even though it’s a school day. What’s up with that, by the way?”

I didn’t know whether to throttle her or applaud. The fact that she could try to sway the conversation despite the expression on Jerry’s face was nothing short of dumbfounding.

“What have you done?” Jerry barked.

Crap. Crap. Crap. “I don’t know what you mean,” I hedged lamely.

“You know what I mean.”

“I don’t.” Aisling’s voice was unnaturally bright. “I’m dying to find out, though. Aidan, what have you done to Jerry? You should know, whatever it is, I’m on his side, because he’s the best friend a girl could ever ask for.”

I shot her a withering look. “I will take you down with me.”

“That’s impossible.” Aisling refused to back down. “I’ve done nothing wrong. I’m simply here spending time with my best friend, who at times I think must surely be a saint for putting up with me.”

There was no way Jerry would fall for that.

“I am a saint,” Jerry sniffed, causing me to make a face at Aisling when he wasn’t looking. “Thank you for recognizing that.”

“Sometimes when I look at you I almost see a halo over your head.” Aisling was solemn until Jerry turned to me, and then she made a triumphant expression behind my boyfriend’s back, quickly returning to her hangdog countenance when Jerry glanced at her a second time. “It’s a really shiny halo, Jerry. It looks great with your complexion.”

Enough was enough. “You can’t possibly believe that malarkey,” I protested.

“It’s not malarkey, and way to use a Dad word,” Aisling shot back. “It’s the truth. Jerry is a saint.”

“And you’re the devil,” I hissed. “Jerry, this is all her fault. She’s the only reason I’m here.”

“I see.” Jerry’s eyes turned cold and I realized my mistake. “So you’re not here because of me.”

Oh, well, crud on a stick. “Of course I’m here for you. It’s just … .” I looked to Aisling for aid. “Are you going to help me here?”

“I’m still debating.” Aisling’s lips twitched. “I like watching Jerry melt down on someone other than me. It’s funny.”

“I don’t melt down,” Jerry snapped.

Aisling and I snorted in unison.

“I don’t,” Jerry pressed. “I am a very even and calm individual. Some people have even referred to me as ‘Zen.’”

I couldn’t believe he had the balls to say that with a straight face. “Who has referred to you as Zen?”

“No one you know.” Jerry averted his gaze.

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