“What do you want to do about telling your father?”
“I might as well do it now. Can I interrupt his meeting? Or is it better if I call back later?”
“Something tells me this is important enough to interrupt whatever they’re discussing,” she says dryly. “Do you want him to call you back when he’s ready? Or do you want to call him right away?”
“Call me back. Something tells me it would be better if you softened him up first.”
“I agree. Just give me a few minutes.”
“Thanks, Mom.”
She ends the call, and I go to my texts while I wait.
Xave: guess what I’m thinking about?
Damon reads my text almost immediately.
Damon: what?
I scroll through my photo gallery and send him a snapshot I took of my dick buried in his full ass.
Xave: and I know what you’re thinking about
Damon: and what am I thinking about?
I send him a dick pic.
Damon: wow, you must be psychic because that’s exactly what I was thinking about
Xave: I talked to Jordan and the guys
Damon: what??? And you didn’t think to lead with that?
Xave: figured I’d start with the important stuff
He sends me the unimpressed emoji with the flat lines for the eyes and mouth.
Damon: how did it go?
Xave: fine
Damon: fine? That’s all I get?
Xave: we’ve come to an understanding
Damon: they’re okay with us being together?
Xave: yup
Xave: I even got permission for us to use the aux room to meet up so we don’t have to keep going to the cabin
Damon: I have no idea what that is
Damon: but they’re seriously okay with everything?
Xave: they are
Damon: holy shit
