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[free_now]

"What the fuck's this place need with a psychic detective building?" Lew asked, seated a few feet away in that electric blue golf cart of his. Michael didn't mind the company, but Lew's prime purpose was simply to provide a means of transportation. It just made the job a lot easier than it would have been without it

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[colbert_bump]

Stephen was wandering around, bored out of his mind. He was actually kind of surprised to not see Chloe hanging around stupid Michael, which was pretty much the only reason he didn't bother talking to the guy.

He was going to continue on his way to do nothing at all when he saw Lew. Remembering his last conversation with Danica, Stephen planned to hurry along.

Instead, he said, "Why are you staring at me?!" to Lew, who was barely glancing in his direction.

[thegreat_ashby]

Was everyone on this damn island so fucking paranoid?

"I wasn't...," Lew blinked in confusion, glancing around just to make sure he was the one being accused of something he wasn't even doing.

[colbert_bump]

Stephen scoffed. He remembered what Danica had said, even if he had no idea what any of it meant. Lew was such a liar.

"I know your secret, sir!" he said accusingly, shaking a finger in Lew's direction.

[thegreat_ashby]

"Okay...," Lew muttered around his cigarette, the look of confusion only growing further. "Which one?"

Maybe the fucker was drunk. He'd had many a conversation with Shawn on the subject of Stephen's drinking habits. At least Lew could hold his liquor relatively well. Unlike some people, obviously.

[colbert_bump]

...Dammit. Stephen still wasn't sure what the hell Danica had been talking about, so he wasn't entirely sure what to say to Lew's question.

"Well played," he ended up saying, as if Lew had had some brilliant comeback. "But Danica told me."

[thegreat_ashby]

"Danica told you what, exactly?" Lew wasn't really a guessing game, twenty questions kind of guy. He appreciated straightforwardness, and right now, Stephen was being anything but.

Hell, it wasn't like he'd shared any deep, dark secrets with Danica to begin with, so he wasn't sure what she could have possibly had on him that was good enough to share with anyone else...

Unless she talked about his performance in the sack. It was a possibility, at least.

[colbert_bump]

...Dammit again! Oh, Lew Ashby was tricky. He obviously played the game well, and Stephen would be a little impressed if he weren't so annoyed. He thought quickly.

"Something about a boat..." Clearly he didn't think quickly enough.

[thegreat_ashby]

"So, what, she's fucking you, too?" There was nothing wrong with that... other than the fact that Lew really didn't picture Danica with a guy like Stephen, but that wasn't the point.

If she was going to spill God only knew what kind of details to Stephen, then he figured he deserved the same treatment. He didn't think it was too much to ask.

[colbert_bump]

Stephen's first thought was, of course, to remember Danica's random threat of telling Asher they made out. And he thought maybe this meant that his first instinct was right, that she and Lew were lying about him behind his back.

He opened his mouth to say as much when the word too actually sunk in. Any semblance of rational calm went riiiiight out the window then.

"What?! I would never--why would you--how dare you!" Lew was having sex with Danica?!

[thegreat_ashby]

"... That a no?" For a guy with a late-night talk show, Stephen wasn't the best at string complete sentences together sometimes.

[colbert_bump]

"Yes, it's a no!" Stephen exclaimed, waving his arms wildly. "You're having sex with Danica?!"

Not right that moment, thank God...

[thegreat_ashby]

"Not right now, but in general? Sure." He shrugged. "Wait, what the fuck is it she told you if this is news to you?"

[colbert_bump]

Flailing a little more, Stephen replied, "I couldn't really follow along what the hell she was talking about! So I had to get you to say it." Pause. "And it worked! Ha! Nailed."

[thegreat_ashby]

"Congratulations...?" On a pointless revelation and all the non-sex? "You're one weird dude, you know that?"

[colbert_bump]

He was the weird one? Stephen?

"You're the one sleeping with Danica!" Stephen said again, like he had to repeat it so it sunk in. Like maybe Lew hadn't noticed. "And she--you look like her brother!"

It was just gross. Cousins, sure, maybe. But siblings?

[thegreat_ashby]

"Oh, fuck that noise." People on his back over his thing with Mia, sure, he understood it -- didn't really agree with it, but he understood -- this though? There was just no way in hell this was his problem. "That makes her fucked, not me. I don't have a sister that looks a fucking thing like her."