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whim?”
    “It wasn’t a whim, Nick. It lasted fourteen years.”
    “That’s a no, then,” I said, teasing him.
    He looked at me solemnly. “Blame the bacon.”
    I dressed in pj’s but put a T-shirt on over the top and socks on my feet. “Pizza?”
    “Works for me.”
    Since there was a pizza place right in town, it meant not having to wait for our food to be delivered. I’d already called them once before, so I found the number in my phone and placed an order for a large pie with everything. Then I slipped onto the bed and easily into Boner’s arms.
    Pretty much no one knew, but once, we’d tried dating. Friends knew we fucked each other―that wasn’t exactly a state secret―but dating was something else. Another dimension. It had lasted almost two months and it had been awkward as hell. We’d both assumed that romance would be a natural extension of our friendship. It turned out romantically, we were hysterically incompatible.
    Our friendship had survived, which was the most important thing, and we agreed things were better for having tried it. I would never wonder “what if” with Boner. However much I liked a good Judy Garland moment, he wasn’t my Man That Got Away.
    There was no doubt in my mind that having him around would increase my enjoyment of working for Eric White, even if he was only here because Mim had called him. When the pizza turned up, I set the open box between us on the bed and forced him to recount all the important information about his life for the past year—where he’d been, what he’d published, whom he’d been fucking—while I practically inhaled the pizza, ravenously hungry again for some reason.
    “What’s Eric like?” Boner asked, taking the conversation back to work.
    I shrugged. “We don’t see much of him. He stays out of the way most of the time. When it looks like someone has found something interesting, he turns up and helps to excavate, but he doesn’t like doing the grunt work.”
    “That seems to tally with everything I’ve heard about him.”
    “Yeah,” I said. “He’s mostly left me alone since I told him the bones the kid found weren’t Velociraptor. They weren’t even carnivore.”
    Boner snorted. “What were they?”
    “Othnielosaurus, I think,” I said. “Partial find, hindquarters and femur. We’re still out there looking for a skull, but no luck so far.”
    “Would be great if you could find the whole skeleton. This is pretty far north for an Othnielosaurus.”
    “That’s what I thought,” I said.
    “Anything else?” he asked.
    “A couple of small rodent-like mammals. Definitely post-Cretaceous, but we haven’t had confirmation of the age yet. Loads of teeth. And I think I’ve got an Orodromeus.” Orodromeus were small herbivores that lived in the late Cretaceous period, distinctive by their beaky mouths. It was an interesting find but the second herbivore. I wanted some meat eaters.
    “Really? Cool.”
    “Yeah,” I said, taking another slice of pizza, the long stretch of cheese finally snapping as I pulled it up and away. “I was hoping you might help me get it out, actually. It’s quite twisted.”
    “Damage?” he asked. “Or time?”
    “Time,” I said. “Other than that… not a lot.”
    “It’s a weird spot to dig on,” Boner said. “He could have gone a few hours north and found a spot in Dinosaur Park.”
    “You think Eric would get permission to dig there?”
    “Okay. Probably not.”
    I shifted on the bed, pulling the comforter up higher. It was getting cold. And late. Boner seemed to agree; he pushed the empty pizza box onto the floor, flicked the TV off with the remote and snuggled down into the bed. Despite the fact that he was a skinny motherfucker, he was still a good person to cuddle with, and we’d spent enough nights sleeping in a tent together for me to know how to get comfortable in bed with him.
    “I’m really glad you’re here,” I whispered as he wrapped his arms around me.
    “Me