“
Hey, Javier, Josh’s fucking Kristen.”
Javier paused mid–seat belt and looked at me. “Really? Isn’t she engaged?”
I turned on the ignition and the engine rumbled to life. “No. She broke up with him last night. She doesn’t want to date me though. And I’m not fucking her. I like her, asshole,” I said over my shoulder.
Shawn snorted. “Naw, she’s fucking you. Hey, man, for real though—if you’re a dick in a jar, you better not rock the boat.”
I put on my headset. “What?” I hit the button to open the bay doors and turned on the lights.
“You’re a dick in a jar. Chris Rock? ‘Break in case of emergencies.’ She had an emergency, dude,” Shawn said. “If you start getting all stage-five clinger, she’s gonna replace your ass and get a new jar.”
Brandon laughed. “I think what he’s saying is to give her space.
”
”