"Not joking," Judas muttered, trying to judge for himself how he was for a round three. How the hell did Simon have that kind of turn around? If they went slower, he might be up for it, but he definitely wasn't a full match for Simon's rebound. "It doesn't matter what he is, point is that he does. Haven't you noticed it? He's got it bad for you. Maybe you're his type more than some girl or another skinny kid. Noticed it yesterday when he was giving you those puppy eyes of his." He looked amused, his hands on Simon's hips.

"Can't give me too much shit about JC if you can't take it about your personal puppy."