Bet Me
“He finished the climb cautiously, but when he looked around at the top, nothing was there. He rang the doorbell, and Bonnie came to let him in."Hi," he said. "Min ordered takeout." He held up the bag, feeling stupid, his least favorite feeling in the world."And you're delivering?" Bonnie said as she stepped back."Well, you can never have enough extra cash," Cal said and hit the stairs, knowing she was watching him. When he got to the top, he heard Elvis Presley singing "Heartbreak Hotel" through Min's door and sighed.Min looked surprised when she opened the door at his knock, and he felt pretty stunned himself: as far as he could see, all she was wearing was a very long, very old blue sweatshirt and lumpy sweatsocks. Her hair was down in frizzy waves, and she was wearing no makeup, so the only color on her face was the fading yellow bruise from where he'd clocked her."What the hell?" she said. "How did you get in the front door?""This is how you open the door to delivery guys'" Cal sa...id, staring at the good strong legs he'd scoped out in the bar on Friday."No, this is how I open the door to Bonnie," Min said.MoreLess
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