No Strings Attached [JJ Maybank - OBX]

3: Unsubtle.

JJ

"Man where'd you go last night?" Pope asked as we loaded up the boat with groceries.

I smiled, more to myself than anyone else. "oh errr.. no where" I said knowingly.

"Hey Kie, where did JJ go last night?" Pope questioned Kiara as she was counting up containers for her family's restaurant. She shrugged.

"No idea, one minute he's on the phone to some chick in Atlanta and the next he's on a bike heading into the darkness."

"You're not telling me something." Pope said, looking at me suspiciously.

"That's supposing I have something to tell you." I said winking.

"Kiara, JJ's being weird." Pope complained. Kie laughed and ticked off the last on her list.

"So no change there. Hey would guys run me and this stuff over to The Wreck?"

Pope nodded, almost too eagerly. He's been acting like a whipped puppy dog around Kiara since John B went missing and it's really just a bit lame now.

"No need to be too keen there Pope." I mocked. He rolled his eye at me.

"Shut it JJ"

I smiled innocently as we started the engine of the boat and pulled out of the Heyward's dock. The sun blazing down. It was going to be a good day ahead.

Rosie

Donna didn't stop giving me the look all day. I knew that she knew. But I didn't really care too much. I mean, were at the age now that we can have fuck friends right?

I thanked the last customer and hauled their tanks back to the store room. "So, you seeing that blonde stud again tonight?" Donna asked with an amused expression on her face.

I laughed rolling my eyes. "Honestly Donna, I have no idea who you're talking about."

She laughed in reponse. "You have every idea what im talking about." She gave me a knowing look. Why did this woman know too much? Why did I have to be so unsubtle?

"Donna, I'm best mates with JJ. He's just a friend. We're just having fun. It's honestly nothing." I spoke defensively.

She laughed at me "honestly Red, you could see the sex sweat in your hair. I'm not gonna tell anyone. I know we all grieve in different ways." She spoke kindly at the end.

I shrugged, "can we forget we ever had this conversation" I asked sweetly. She nodded.

"End of the day you're the boss."

I smiled feeling ready for a beer.

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