“I need to pee,” I announce randomly as the feeling comes at me from nowhere. My bladder is giving me that bursting signal like it suddenly decided it required emptying, like right this second. It’s another wonderful side effect of this impending bulge. This ability to suddenly need to empty a gallon of urine at zero minutes warning.

“Only the four hundredth one today, baby,” he answers, and I narrow my eyes at him

“Enough of the sass, Carrero… I can still beat you, ...