Graham ran out of words to explain any of that whole situation, but Madison nodded. “Sure. I get it.”
Graham rubbed a hand over his face because he wasn’t so sure he understood anything right now. “So anyway, you know Thad went to prison, right?”
“Yeah, I remember you telling me.” Madison winced. “Oh shit, and your mom …”
“Yeah.” Graham made a face. “And like … she’s up for district attorney right now. Elections will be coming up soon.”
“Yikes.”
“So, I don’t know.” Graham toyed with his fork. “A part of mewantsto tell my family. Especially because Cory keeps bugging me about having a date to her wedding. And I want to be like ‘yeah, I’m going to bring my boyfriend’ but uhh … there’s a lot of reasons why that probably shouldn’t happen at this point.”
Not the least of which was because he wasn’t sure if Thad would evenwantto be his date to a family wedding.
“Yeah, I get it.” She frowned.
He swallowed hard. “And maybe I wonder if there’s any point in getting into all of that yet, you know? Like … what if he isn’treadyfor this?”
“Are you sureyou’reready for it?”
“I wanna be. I really care about him.” A lump rose in Graham’s throat. Because being with Thad felt so right.
“I can tell.” Madison grinned at him over the rim of her cocktail glass. “So how’s the sex?”
“Uhh.” Graham stared down at his plate again, unable to help the smile creeping across his face. “Really good. Like …reallyfucking good.”
“Good!”
He glanced over. “You don’t mind?”
“That you’re getting some good dick?” She smirked. “Why would I? So am I!”
“So, this is a thing we talk about now?” he asked, amused.
“It can be. If you want.”
He gave her a sidelong smile. It would be kinda fun to talk to someone about this.
Connor didn’t have the kind of locker room where guys talked about sex. Graham had always been in total agreement aboutthat and kept it to smaller, more private conversations with friends.
But because of the secrecy of this relationship with Thad, he hadn’t had anyone who he could gush to about how happy he was with Thad. Or, how great things were in bed.
“I gave my first blowjob recently,” he admitted, his face going a little warm.
“Damn, go you! How was it?”
“Surprisingly hot.” Graham’s body went warm at the memory of Thad’s thick cock sliding between his lips. The salty, bitter taste of him on his tongue.
She narrowed her eyes, studying his face. “You know, I think I was right about you finding someone who was going to shake you up. This is good for you.”
Graham’s face went hot. “Well, he definitely does that to me.”
“He’s hot too,” she said. “I remember being like ‘daaaamn’when I met him at the arena one time after a game.”
“Ugh, I know.” Graham rubbed a hand over his face. “Like, stupid hot. Who knew my type was … that?”
“Seems to me like you have more than one type,” she said with a shrug. “Unless … you aren’t rethinking your sexuality completely, are you? You’re still into women.”
“Oh, no,” he said. “I mean, yes, I am bi. For sure. Me dating Thad doesn’t like … cancel out what we had. I cared about you and what we had was good.” Same with the other women he’d dated.
