Chapter 17
“Partner or lover. Not boyfriend,” I said under my breath. “Anything but boy.”
At the word lover, Clive reared back like I’d slapped him.
“We don’t need to hear about what you get up to in the bedroom!” He was yelping like an outraged dog. “We have to protect our children.”
Rick had joined our little group by then, having shaken off Lee and her gaggle of friends.
“Yeah, you’re right. We’d rather hear about what you and Maddy get up to in the bedroom, Clive. I heard there’s a YouTube video of the two of you kissing outside a church after a wedding in front of God and children. But that’s okay, right? Your expression of love in the outdoors is okay?”
Clive was standing between me and Rick. His eyes shone with this half-angry, half-terrified glaze of someone being cornered.
He ran away as if he were being chased by the hounds of hell.
Rick turned to me.
“What have you got against being boyfriends?”
I groaned and Charlie chuckled.