“Yeah. You?”
“It’ll be better on Tuesday when you’re back where you belong,” he said.
“I agree.” I smiled and absentmindedly played with the ring on my left hand. “I’ve been thinking about something I want to try when I get home. If you’re agreeable to it.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah.”
“Well?” he chuckled.
“I want to watch.”
“You want to what?”
“You heard me,” I said, lowering my voice and cupping my hand around my mouth to shelter my words from Colton’s ears. “Or maybe I want to be watched. Or both. I don’t know. I want to have everyone over or something. “
“You’re indecent,” he murmured. “I’ll arrange it.”
“Really?”
Colton’s bedroom door opened and closed.
“Really,” he said. “Maybe you and Sam can put on a show. I think Rich has some double-ended toys the two of you can play with.”
“Are you ready?” Colton cleared his throat and interrupted.
I held up a finger, asking for another minute.
“Was that Colton?” Ronan asked.
“Yes.”
“Are you hard?”
“Painfully,” I muttered.
“Good. That’s how I like you. Tell Colton hello if it won’t cause too many problems. I love you. Call me later. And have fun.”
“Yes, Ronan,” I agreed. “I love you too.”
I ended the call and shifted my ass around on the stool, trying to get my cock into a place where it wouldn’t look like it was trying to burst a hole through my pants. Then I stood and gave Colton the best smile I could.
“Don’t leave me stranded in town because I don’t know my way back.” I laughed awkwardly, and Colton blushed an angry red.
“That’s why I want to go into town,” he said, “but I won’t leave you.”
“Why?”
“I just want to go talk. Get out a bit.” Colton opened the door and jogged down the steps to the driveway. By the time I reached the door, he was already in the car, so I climbed into the passenger seat and buckled up.
We could have walked.
Their house was only a few minutes out of town, but Colton parked in front of a bakery with dark windows, the closed sign flipped out on the door.
“Clearly not having baked goods today,” I deadpanned.
“There’s a coffee shop down a few doors.”
