Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 77992 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77992 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
He flashes me that arrogant smile of his that makes me want to flip him over and fuck it right off his face. This beautiful, mean, obnoxious boy consumes me. Owns my heart. Makes me crazy as hell.
I love him so goddamn much.
“No necking at the dinner table,” Mike bellows as he passes me the salad bowl.
“Necking,” Roan says with a snort. “You’re showing your age there, old man.”
Aunt Karen laughs. “Necking does date you.” Then, she turns her faux fierce scowl my way. “Seriously, don’t do that at my dinner table.”
Charlotte pretends to gag herself. Roux giggles. Penny doesn’t look up from her iPad. Typical family dinner night. The table just keeps growing with people. Especially now that Mike has starting seeing Mom. I’m not so sure I’m in love with the idea, but he treats her a helluva lot better than Dad ever did, even on their best days. Mike treats her like a beautiful woman he wants to impress and spoil. Mom eats up every second of it.
“How are Cal and Terrence doing?” Aunt Karen asks Roan. “I haven’t heard from them in a while. I know you guys were close.”
Roan flinches slightly and I know it’s because she doesn’t ask about Jordy. There’s not much to learn. He’s in prison. Will be there for a long time. It hurts less not to talk about it, I guess.
“They both went to OSU,” he tells her. “Corvallis never knew what hit ’em.”
“I feel sorry for the dean,” Aunt Karen agrees. “They’re probably terrorizing that town.”
“They’ve changed the name from Campfire Chaos to Corvallis Chaos,” Roan says with a laugh. “They’ve recruited a bunch of kids to party it up every Friday night like old times.”
“Damn Hoodlums,” I joke, nudging Roan with my shoulder.
He flashes me a hot smile that burns its way straight to my dick. “You love us.”
“Just you.”
“It’s not fair, Mom,” Charlotte whines. “I can’t have a boyfriend, but Hollis can make out with Roan every time we have a meal.”
“This would be making out,” I taunt, pulling him to me for a sloppy kiss.
“Hollis!” Mom scolds. She’s smiling, though. Always smiling these days. The real kind of smile.
“Sorry,” I say, though I’m not.
She winks at me.
Dinner goes on with lots of laughter, arguments, and general silliness. Just another family dinner for the books. While the girls get stuck cleaning the kitchen while Mike and Mom “neck” their goodbyes outside on the porch, I take Roan up to my old room. It’s been converted back into Aunt Karen’s office. I’ve been officially moved out for less than a week, and she’s already put everything back in its place.
It doesn’t matter, though.
I just need a wall, some darkness, and Roan.
As soon as I push him against said wall and flip the switch off, our mouths meet for a kiss. His smile can be felt against my lips and I love it. I’ll never tire of kissing him. Of teasing and taunting him. Of loving him.
“Someone’s needy tonight,” he teases.
I nip at his bottom lip. “Not needy. Just grateful.”
“Grateful, huh? For what?”
“You.”
“Me in general or a specific part of me?” He punctuates his words with a thrust of his hips so I can feel his dick through his jeans.
“All of it. Your dick. Your annoying cocky ass. Your big fucking heart.”
“Wow, rat, you should put that shit on a Hallmark card. We could be rich.”
“Nah, it’s all for you, rat lover. Pure poetry just for you.”
“So romantic.”
I grab at his belt buckle. “I can show you how else I can be romantic.”
“With a blowjob in your aunt’s office? Oh, my heart.”
“You’re a smartass,” I grumble.
“Your smartass.”
“Yeah, yeah. I guess I’ll keep you.”
He kisses me and I feel that sexy smile again. “I guess I’ll keep you too.”
Roux
Seventeen Years Old
What’s taking her so long?
I check my phone for any missed calls or texts but come up empty. Char was supposed to get here early so she could help me with my makeup. Early and Charlotte don’t belong in the same sentence, though. She’s late for everything.
Of all days for her to be late, this one is the worst.
Kayden is coming over.
I cringe knowing he’ll see regular me. Not the me when Char works her makeup and hair magic on me. Ughhhh.
I’m especially nervous about today because it’ll be just the three of us. No parents. No overbearing brothers.
Speaking of overbearing brothers, I can’t help but smile. They may drive me nuts, but Hollis and Roan are total couples’ goals. Who knew a gay wedding could be so freaking cute? I thought Roan would throw a fit and not let Hollis get his way, but something about Hollis has always gotten to my brother. He gives in to his happiness. After all the hell my brother has dealt with in his life, he deserves to be happy. He deserves Hollis. He deserves to be at the beach right now with his new husband on an adorable honeymoon.