Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83394 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83394 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Today wasn’t about that, though. Me, Jojo, Mouse, and Romeo were going to spend the night at Romeo’s family’s cabin, about an hour’s drive from our town. Jojo’s father still thought he was dating Katie’s cousin, whom we’d named Grace. Romeo was supposedly taking him to meet her today, and Jojo’s father agreed to let him be out the whole night because it was to meet a girl.
Jojo and I were in the back seat. I leaned over and put my head on his shoulder. He looked down at me and smiled, which made me kiss him. Jojo’s smile was my favorite flavor.
“You know, Mouse, that could be us. We could be as happy as them,” Romeo said from the driver’s seat.
“Gag,” she replied, then looked back at us. “No offense.”
“Wait, so gag about me?” Romeo asked.
“No!” she rushed out. “Gag about relationships.”
“Um-hm. You know you love me, girl.”
“No, I really don’t,” Mouse replied, her cheeks flushing pink.
We laughed, then chatted as Romeo drove, and it wasn’t much longer before he pulled up in front of a cabin. We’d left really early that morning so we had the whole day and night. We grabbed our things from the Jeep, and Romeo unlocked the cabin.
“God, I can’t believe we get a whole night here,” Jojo said when we went inside. The three-bedroom cabin, Romeo’s family’s winter place, was nicer than my house and Mouse’s house combined. We set everything down, and Jojo was already tugging on me. “Come on, guys. Let’s go outside.”
“You’re gonna make me freeze my balls off, aren’t you?”
“We’ll come in before that happens,” he teased. “I don’t want anything to happen to those.”
Smiling, I rolled my eyes and looked at our friends. “That means you guys too.”
We put on warmer coats and gloves and went outside. I didn’t have the right shoes, but Romeo had some I could borrow.
We went tubing and had snowball fights and wrestled around. Mouse jumped on Romeo’s back at one point, dropped her head back and laughed, this carefree sound I didn’t often hear from her.
Playfully, I tried to do the same thing to Jojo, and we tumbled to the snow, him putting a handful in my face and saying, “Asshole.”
“Aw, come on. I want a piggyback ride too.”
“Warn me first, then.”
I was on my back, him looking down at me. I eased up a little to kiss him, but he pushed snow in my face again. “You motherfucker. You’re gonna get it for that.”
We wrestled around until my lungs were burning and my body freezing.
“All right, I don’t know about you guys,” Mouse said, “but I’m going inside.”
“I’m with Mouse.” I stood, held a hand out for Jojo, and helped him up.
We were all shivering as we went inside and took off all the snow gear in the mudroom. “I’ll grab our shit,” I told Jojo.
“You guys can have the room with the blue bedspread.”
I nodded at Romeo, got our bags, and made my way there to meet Jojo. I was still shivering as I stepped inside. There was a queen-size bed, a dresser, two nightstands, and a bathroom.
“I want to warm up in the shower,” Jojo said as I was closing the door to our room.
“Me too. You can take one first.”
“We could…take one together.”
The bag fell from my hand and hit the floor. Oh, well, okay. “Yeah?”
“If you want to. You don’t have to, but—”
“I want,” I rushed out. “How could I not want?”
He laughed. “I’ll go start it.”
I followed him into the bathroom. Jojo started the water as I began stripping out of my clothes. We’d both taken our clothes off in locker rooms with other guys, of course—in PE and for me with baseball—but this wasn’t the same because I loved Jojo and we kissed and had orgasms together.
When he turned around, my shirt and pants were off. I was just about to pull my boxers down, so I did that before looking at him again. My erection bobbed against my stomach. My cheeks heated as embarrassment swept through me. “Sorry. I’m obviously excited by the idea.” I’d never showered with someone I wanted to have sex with, and I did want to have sex with Jojo eventually, even though I wasn’t sure about the logistics or how it would go between us.
His stare didn’t leave my crotch. “Can I touch it?”
I sucked in air through my teeth. “Jesus Christ, Jojo. You’re gonna kill me. Take your clothes off too. Let’s get in the shower, and you can touch me all you want.”
He went for his shirt first. When he did, my gaze immediately zeroed in on the fading marks on his arm that looked like fingerprints. My anger flared, an explosion going off inside me, burning me to the bone. “Did he do that to you?”
“It wasn’t a big deal. He hasn’t hit me in forever. He just grabbed my arm.”