Chapter 36The four of them, Kat, Ben, Iggy, and Ivan, sat around the room, calmly chatting.
“Why the hell didn’t he tell me?”
Well, some of them were calm.
Iggy had on Richie’s sweatpants, which were way too tight, and his T-shirt, way too short. Half his hairy belly showed, but at least he was dry.
“Says he tried.” Kat shrugged.
“Then why’d he let me kiss him?” Ben wore his own clothes, several layers. “Why’d he let me strip him? Why’d he touch my muscle?”
“Euphemism or…?”
“My arm, Kat,” Ben huffed.
The boyfriend said something not really nice, judging by his growl-like tone. Kat didn’t bother to translate. When she repeated, in English, what Igor said, she added her own interpretation. “He sort of felt like he owed you.”
“Like when people feel like they gotta put out if a date b
