“Pranks?” the four of them asked at the same time.
As we walked to our lanes, Cal filled them in on the rivalry we had going at the beginning of the year. They got the short version but were entertained.
When we reached everyone else, Michael and Nick had big grins and hugs for Wren. Ty mumbled a “holy shit” as he got a good look at Tate, which didn’t surprise me. Dude didn’t even seem real.
All of them, except Dorian, Ty, and me, at least knew of each other since they all went to high school together at some point. Jamie and Percy were almost the same size and seemed to gravitate together because of it.
Asher gave Dorian an upnod when introductions were made, then couldn’t keep his eyes off the pretty boy. In all his pops of wisdom and butting his nose into others’ business, Asher hadn’t mentioned being into guys himself, but I’d given up trying to read him like he did everyone else.
The four of them hung around for about fifteen minutes, then went their own way to play.
“I’m glad those two are happy,” Asher said.
“No kidding,” Nick agreed.
Ty shook his head. “Only an idiot would pick a fight with Tate knowing he had Wren in his corner.”
“Those bullies gave stupid a bad name,” Jamie said.
“Are we done playin’?” Cara asked.
Michael glanced at Jamie just as he hid a small yawn, then said, “Yeah, let’s head out.”
Nick high-fived Cal, then loaded up with Michael, Jamie, and Asher. Cara dragged Kitty to Cal’s truck, and Ty hopped in our BMW, leaving Cal and me alone in the parking lot for a minute.
“We got interrupted,” Cal said, leaning against his tailgate.
“Maybe for the best. I was about two heartbeats from shoving my hand down your pants.”
Cal grinned. “Cara is staying at Kitty’s for the night.” He leaned toward my shoulder, keeping enough distance for public spaces, and said, “You wanna come over and not talk about shit?”
My dick perked up with interest, and I swallowed hard to regain control. “Your dad?”
“Never comes out of his office or his room this late. I could sneak you in when I take the dog out.”
“You’re sure?”
Cal sighed and leaned away. “Yeah. He’s been too busy to care for a long time.”
As sad as that was, it also opened the way for us. We hadnothing to talkabout and entirely too much pent-up frustration over it too.
Cal read the acquiescence in my expression the second it happened and nodded.
“Text me when you’re on your way.”
Showered,shaved,manscaped—thankGodfor YouTube tutorials—and now waiting for the text.
It hadn’t been my idea for Cara to spend the night at her friend’s, but the second she said it, this was all I could think of. A night with Jack. Dad was home, but I never heard a peep from him most nights and didn’t expect this one to be any different. Even if he noticed, what could he say? I lived here too.
Where would tonight lead? My hopes were set on anything and everything, but my nerves were set on simply having him in my arms again. Without him, the worries fell around me like bricks piling high. With him, nothing seemed too big, too hard, too daunting. I’d been half-hard since the arcade, but if we actually talked and nothing else, I’d be okay with that too.
Princess
Be there in five.
Back door.
Princess
