Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Dean finally smiled and leaned back in his chair. “Okay, you have a point. She just encouraged him to talk out the problem and advocate for himself. Which is probably what she’s doing now in some way.”
Yeah, more than likely.
“If she’s been pulling a Joel and is researching these kinds of relationships, it might be the topic that struck her the most.” What was I thinking? His parents had started researching it the first time he’d mentioned the idea.
“We’ve done really good at talking about limits and figuring out what everyone needs.” Dean’s slow nod said he was working through something in his head. “Joel is happy so far. That’s got to be a plus on our side too.”
“I’m not sure what other conversations she thinks we should’ve had already, but this isn’t a bad one as far as weird topics go.” There were definitely stranger things she could’ve brought up…especially since we hadn’t fucked Joel yet.
That must’ve hit Dean at the same time because his eyes got wide. It was the only topic that Joel could’ve possibly complained about…and there was no way he hadn’t complained about something. It’d just taken Dean longer to get to that point. “He wouldn’t have…I mean, you just don’t…”
It took about five seconds after his voice trailed off for his head to fall back and his eyes to close. “God. He did.”
“More than likely.” I was starting to be very grateful my parents stayed really busy and didn’t always remember they had a kid.
“I’m a wuss, but if she brings up sex you have to handle that.” Moving his hands up to scrub over his face, Dean sighed as he tried to hide from the conversation. “I’ll do my best to come across grown-up and trustworthy with everything else, but I’ll sound like an idiot if she asks why we haven’t fucked him yet.”
She was definitely going to ask.
Focusing on why it was so funny made it easier to forget how weird it was, so I stuck with that. “The only question is how she’s going to do it. Joel tries to be subtle sometimes.”
“But he fails.” Dean’s honest response was accompanied by a groan. “He always fails badly. Do you think he’s torturing us for not having fucked him yet?”
“Well, I hadn’t until you brought it up.” Joel was definitely that devious. “Okay, he’d do it but he’d probably give the plan away by doing something…let’s call it unique.”
There was no way he could follow even someone else’s plan without part of it looking nuts.
Dean finally chuckled and straightened. “Yeah, that’d be too subtle for him.”
“So when she asks how we’re going to handle the physical stuff when it’s one-on-one instead of all three of us, what are we going to say?” Worrying wouldn’t help us plan out the actual conversation, so we needed to get that part settled first.
My question had Dean’s head cocking, but he looked thoughtful not panicked, so I thought we were on the right track. It took him a bit to work through whatever was on his mind, though, but I was patient and finished my coffee.
When he sat straighter, I knew he’d processed at least part of it because he was looking more like Daddy Dean not worried Dean. “Now we need to work this out with Joel first. Just because we’re focused on how to explain it to his mother doesn’t mean we can forget the obvious.”
Good call.
As I laughed and nodded, he rolled his eyes and continued. “But my first thought is that I’m good with us having our own one-on-one time with each other. It’s not logical to wait for everyone to be in the same place to get physical affection. Our schedules are just too weird with all of us double majoring.”
We were pretty sure that was part of the reason we’d all been stuck together to begin with, but we’d never been able to confirm it. The kinky stuff seemed to have been part of it too but there was really no fucking way to figure that out either.
We’d definitely heard some weird rumors around the people who ran Housing, though.
“Yeah, I mean, you guys had hours here this morning to have had a scene or simply jerked each other off. Just because I had to leave at the ass crack of dawn didn’t mean you should be punished.” Dean could’ve given Joel a bath or they could’ve sucked each other off, too.
“You’re not listening to me.” Dean was glaring at me as his sharp tone snapped me out of my mental wandering. “I’m not even going to ask where your brain went.”
Someplace fun.
My grin made that clear, though, so I pretended to behave. “Sorry. I missed what you said.”
Dean rolled his eyes but didn’t call me out. He was smart enough to know I’d start explaining why I’d got distracted if he wasn’t careful. “Fantasies aside, how would you feel if we’d spent the morning doing stuff while you were in class?”