“Tacos are a superior food,” he argues. “Don’t tell me you’re anti-tacos. I will have to rescind the roommate offer.”
“No, I’m definitely not anti-tacos.”
“Thank god!”
We finish eating, asking a few more rounds of questions. I’m surprised to find out that there might be more to him that meets the eye.
After helping him clean up the kitchen, he gives me a quick tour, and despite my prior thoughts, there is no lost and found closet full of clothes from hookups past to be found, and the apartment is really clean.
We measure the room that will be mine, and I jot down notes in my phone. When we’re done, he walks me to my car.
“I’ll see you this weekend for the move,” he says.
“Sounds good,” I say. There’s an awkward pause, and he gives me a weird side hug. “Thanks for dinner.”
“Anytime, roomie,” he smiles, and I climb into my car, unsure of what to make of our evening.
The Tortured Therapists Department
Update: They definitely weren’t fuck me waffles. But we are on for the move this weekend! Y’all want to start Saturday morning? Is 8 too early?
Lacey:
Not for you.
Poppy:
Yay! We’ll be there.
Gray:
Count me in!
Chloe:
Me too! I’ll head over once I get Ava settled with my mom.
Y’all are the best!
CHAPTER 13: BAD EXAMPLES
TANNER
Iwalk into work still buzzing from the high Wren left me on last night. The moan she let out when she took a bite of the waffles I made for her went straight to my cock, and I haven’t been able to get it out of my head.
I know I can’t cross any lines. I would no doubt do something to screw it up, and I value her friendship too much, but damn I liked hearing her make that sound. Being in her orbit scrambled my brain, and I’m kicking myself for sounding like a tongue-tied teenager.
I don’t want to make her uncomfortable, so I need to get a fucking grip. I completely pulled roomie nights out of my ass, but sometimes I surprise myself with a good idea, and I’m glad she liked it too. She doesn’t owe me anything, but if she’s going to insist on paying me something, I’d rather it be her time. I grab my phone and open the group chat I have with my friends.
S.H.I.E.L.D.
Can y’all come help Wrenmove this weekend
Donovan:
That’s fine, we’ll be in town.
Logan:
