Chapter Three Hundred Seventy-Two

PAUL

“Well… that’s not ideal… but…”

“But?” Cane laughs.

“Don’t go all pussy on me now just because you are one,” I hiss in Cane’s direction.

He laughs, flipping me off. “Says the man who got naked on a street full of tweens.”

I cough, “Shut up.” Then I smile. “You’re not gonna let that l...