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on the horizon other the pretty, rich white boy?”
    “Like I’ve had so much time to go looking.” I hooked my hands behind my neck and rolled my head from side to side. I'd slept on it funny, and now it was a bit stiff. “Maybe I need to stop sleeping with you on my free time and actually go out.”
    “Hey…let’s not get crazy.” He glanced over as somebody came in, his mouth turning down into a hard straight line.
    Once I looked over, I saw why. Richard Bloom, Tao’s ex, and the biggest dick I’d ever met, had just strolled in. And that wasn't “biggest dick” in any sort of positive way. I'd been tempted more than once to kick him in the nuts until he cried like a little girl.
    He caught sight of us and gave a stiff smile, taking the table farthest away and indicating to the waitress that he needed two cups of coffee.
    I once more felt that familiar kick-in-the-nuts urge.
    “We can go if you want,” I said.
    “No. He’ll be convinced I’m leaving because of him. I’m over it…mostly.” Tao smiled at me, a real smile. “The worst thing was not seeing what he was doing – feeling like a fool.”
    “Nobody likes to feel like a fool.” I reached over and caught his hand, linking our fingers. “I hear love tends to do that to us – make us all into fools. Makes me wonder why in the hell anybody would wanna mess with it.”
    “Because when it’s good, it’s worth it.”
    We hung around another ten minutes, deliberately taking our time with our coffee, and I made sure to hook my arm through his, leaning against him as we sauntered to the door. Rick the Dick had never liked me, and when he found out that Tao and I sometimes shared a bed when we weren't otherwise involved…well, it hadn’t made him like me any more. He was one of those men who thought there was only straight and gay, and he hadn't liked it when Tao insisted he really did like both. I waggled my fingers at him and chirped out a greeting as we passed by his table.
    “You’re such a mean little bitch,” Tao said, grinning at me as we passed through the door.
    I smiled back. “I know.”
    I didn't need some false sort of romantic nonsense or fantasies about someone I could never have. I had my family. I had Tao. I didn't need anything or anyone else.

Chapter Ten

Allie
    T he park near the river was one of TJ’s favorite places, which was why we were there. If I had my way, we’d be at the pub, digging into some fish and chips while Tao and I had some beer and listened to music. TJ liked it there too. Since they often had live music, TJ could feel the bass and the drums, and sometimes he'd ask me and Tao to try to describe the music.
    Tyson didn’t like us going there, though. He said it made TJ self-conscious. I thought he was wrong, but I was the sister, not the parent. Once a month, we did a family thing, and everybody took a turn picking where we’d go, and this was TJ’s month. Next month was Mom’s, then mine. I’d be shot down if I suggested the pub even then, so I needed to come up with an alternative.
    “You look glum, sweetie.” Tao nudged my shoulder just as a ball came flying our way.
    We both ducked and covered our heads. When we raised them, TJ was running up, laughing and pointing at us. I stuck my tongue out at him while Tao signed that maybe he couldn’t catch a ball, but he could pick TJ up and duck him in the river. Tao's grandmother was deaf so even before he'd moved in with us, he'd known more about sign language and deaf culture than most hearing people. I knew that was one of the reasons my parents had accepted him. Now, he was almost as fluent as I was.
    “You don’t scare me,” TJ signed.
    Tao scowled and started to get up. I laughingly hauled him back down as TJ whooped and took off, running back to Tyson. Tao trying to be angry or scary never failed to make me laugh.
    “Want a refill?” I picked up our cups and shoved to my feet.
    “You going to brave the match-making attempts?” He gave me

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