He had always been nice to me over the years but now, something had changed between us. It was like the universe was doing everything it could to push us together and I didn’t complain one single bit.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to put you out.”
“It’s no issue and yes, I’m sure.” Rhett took a deep breath and then another one, almost like he was trying to convince himself that there was, in fact, no issue.
I had to be reading into this too much though.
I didn’t know why I was second-guessing this. Maybe getting Rhett alone would spark something in both of us. I could really use a good hard fuck and I knew that he would be the one who could curb my current craving.
Before I could ask again if Rhett was sure about going back to his place to discuss this current project, he became busy serving customers.
An hour later, I was lost in thought and playing on my phone when a dark shadow passed over me.
“Ready?”
I took a moment and inhaled a deep breath. The scent of Rhett’s cologne invaded my nose. It was woodsy mixed with a hint of cinnamon. It reminded me of having a chai tea latte in the middle of a forest.
I lifted my head, finding Rhett standing beside me. I swallowed hard, nodding.
Something flashed in his eyes, but it had been so quick, I thought maybe I had imagined it.
“Good.” He coughed. “Let’s go then.” He spun on his heel and began walking away.
Hopping off the stool, I quickly followed him. I had never been alone with him. Over the years, whenever I saw him, it had always been with Brady or in public. It had never been just the two of us.
When we stopped in front of his large black truck, a part of me was second-guessing this. Yes, we had to do some work together, but it didn’t really have to be at his place. We could have discussed this project in his office or even at my office back at Coffee Beans & Love. I had used the excuse that we needed to do this somewhere private because really, I wanted to be alone with him. I wanted him to invade my space and take up everything that existed around me. I was quickly becoming possessive and jerking off to thoughts of my best friend’s father was no longer cutting it.
Rhett had always been nothing but nice to me but lately, he was distant, and I didn’t know why. My mission was to find out what was going on with him.
“So...” I started as soon as I jumped up into the passenger seat of his truck.
“So?” He joined me, starting up the beast of a machine and pulling out of the parking lot.
“How is everything?” I mentally scolded myself at the question. It was innocent enough but at the same time, it wasn’t what I truly wanted to know.
Rhett chuckled. “Is that really what you want to know?”
“I don’t know,” I grumbled. “It’s not like you’re really forthcoming with information.”
His laugh deepened. “Yeah, well I could say the same for you there, buddy.”
“Buddy?” My head whipped around. “I am not your buddy.”
His eyes glanced to mine. “No, I guess you aren’t.”
“Then what am I?” I knew what he was going to say before he said it.
“You’re my son’s best friend.”
My stomach clenched. And there it was. It didn’t make me feel any better even though I already knew it would be what he said. IwasBrady’s best friend. But even that was rocky at best. He was happy now and I was jealous. I couldn’t help but admit it. I wasn’t jealous of the fact that Brady and I were no longer sleeping together. I was jealous of the fact that he was happy because I wanted the same for myself.
I never had a serious relationship before. Whatever Brady and I did wasn’t serious in the least,even though at times I tried convincing myself that it was. Or that it could turn into more. It was nothing more than a flame.
Brady and I had been best friends for years. I couldn’t remember a time where I didn’t know him. With Noah and Presley, I met them in school. But with Brady, it felt like he was always around. Maybe it was the fact that I always had a crush on his father. I just never told anyone that. It took me a while to be able to admit it to myself, seeing as he was older. Not by much when he had Brady at such a young age, but it felt taboo. I should want someone my own age. Not someone who was technically old enough to be my father.
“So, what’s going through that head of yours?” Rhett asked, pulling me from my thoughts.
“Just thinking about your son.” Which was the truth, but I wasn’t sure if it came out right. Or if it hinted at something more, especially when Rhett’s eyes shot to mine and a deep frown settled between his eyebrows.
