Chapter 13“What’s got you all in a good mood?” Ethan asked, the second time they caught Devante whistling to himself during his Monday morning shift.
“Meeting a friend for lunch,” Devante said. He was a little too excited to be embarrassed, but he did stop whistling.
“Don’t you have lunch with a friend every time you have a morning shift?” Ethan didn’t usually work Mondays, but they did work during Devante’s other two shifts. “And dinner on Thursday with what’s-his-face, the beefy one?”
“Mike,” Devante said. “And yes, but this friend’s been away. Haven’t seen him in a week.”
“Aww, that’s sweet,” Ethan cooed. “What’s this one’s name?”
“Michael,” Devante said, trying not to sound too dreamy.
“A Mike and a Michael. You’ve got an imaginative taste in friends, Devante.” Ethan straightened
