Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 84247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 421(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
“Thanks. Logan’s great, and Knox is a good friend. I’m lucky they let me hang out with them.”
I noticed Knox wasn’t looking at me and was fiddling a lot with the remote.
I said, “I’m really excited to meet you, Charlotte. That’s a pretty name. My mom said if I was a girl, that’s what she was going to name me.”
“Thanks,” she replied but didn’t seem overly interested. “I like Charlie better. Dad always calls me Charlie-girl. I’m trying to get Mom to do the same.”
“I’m doing my best,” Carol replied. “I forget, but I’ll make more of an effort.”
“I know, Mom.”
“I’ll call you Charlie, then. That’s a great name too,” I told her.
She nodded. “Logan says you’re gay.”
“Charlie!” Knox and Carol said at the same time. “I’m so sorry,” Carol added.
“No. It’s fine. It’s true. I am.” It wasn’t something I was ever willing to hide again.
“All Daddy’s friends in Havenwood like boys.”
Aaaaand, we needed to get off this conversation. Charlie seemed very blunt, and I could imagine her asking Knox if he did too.
“Oh my God, Charlotte, you’re so dumb,” Logan said. The two of them started arguing from there, before Knox and Carol got them under control.
We watched a superhero movie. I had to fight not to look at Knox through the whole thing. Instead of admiring the sexy men on TV, I wondered if he was thinking about what Charlie said.
When it was over, Carol said, “It really was nice to meet you, Callum. Thanks for taking that in stride. I’m glad the boys met you. They both obviously adore you.”
Goose bumps spread over my skin. Did she know? Was that what she was trying to say?
“Charlie, come say good night to your father,” Carol told her.
“I’ll call him tomorrow. I’m sleepy.”
We said our goodbyes, and I was hoping Logan was ready for bed, which of course he wasn’t. He asked for another movie. I stood and stretched. “I should head home.”
“Do you work tomorrow?” Knox asked.
“No.”
“Can you stay? It’s okay if you’re tired, but if you want to watch another with us…”
“Okay.” How could I say no to him?
We watched a second movie, and my eyes found themselves on Knox more than on the screen. Each time I glanced his way, he was looking at me.
It was the longest two hours of my life before it was over and Logan was yawning. “I’m gonna go to bed.”
“Brush your teeth first,” Knox said. “I’ll take care of Frankie Blue.”
Logan rolled his eyes. “’Night, Dad. ’Night, Callum.”
We sat there quiet as Logan went upstairs. My brain was spinning about the whole night—speaking with Carol and Charlie and how Knox felt about her comment regarding all his friends liking boys.
Before I had the chance to bring it up, he asked, “Take Frankie Blue out with me?”
“Yeah, of course.” As soon as we stood and headed for the back door, Frankie was right behind us. Knox turned on the light, and she darted outside. He closed the door behind us, but we didn’t go farther into the yard.
The wind blew, and I trembled. Even though it was nearly summer, a cool front had come in this evening and was supposed to linger through the weekend.
“You cold?” he asked.
“Kind of…or maybe a little nervous too.” It had been a long time since I’d been nervous with a man, but this thing with Knox often had me feeling that way, like I didn’t have my footing, because this was so new to him and so important to me.
“Come here.” He tugged me close, right against his body, and wrapped his arms around me. “You feel good.” He rubbed his hand up and down my back. “It was…it was nice tonight. You meeting Charlie and Carol.”
I leaned back slightly and tilted my head up. “Yeah? I was scared it would stress you out.”
“Oh, it did that too.” He chuckled, and so did I. “But it was nice. I really want you to meet Charlie in person. She’s a little spitfire. You’ll like her.”
“I already do.”
Knox got small wrinkles around his eyes and along his forehead as if he was deep in thought, before he lowered his mouth to mine. That was basically all it took for my dick to start plumping up. Knox Wheeler went straight to my head, like this high that was good for me and I never wanted to come down from.
His hand slid down my back, stopped above my ass as if he wasn’t sure, then kept going. He palmed me, pulled me closer, and I grinded against him, feeling the hard ridge of his erection.
“Do you wanna go hang out in my room with me?” he asked teasingly, making me laugh.
“What if we get caught?” I played along, though it really was something we had to worry about.
“We’ll be quiet. I just…wanna touch you…”