Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 78007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
He groans, and I roll to my side to look at him. “What?”
“Please don’t say stuff like that to me. I already thought I was at least going to get a little head, maybe give some myself. Not that my horniness is your responsibility.”
Okay…well, that’s sweet—Perry not putting this on me. People can get weird about consent and attraction. He seems like a really good guy. “I like you.”
“Talk about mixed signals. I can’t keep up with this conversation.”
I smirk. “That makes two of us. I meant, I like you as a friend. The other stuff…I’m pretty sure I’m not into guys. Last night I was really drunk and high…and my girlfriend dumped me the night before, so I’m a bit of a mess.”
“Hey, what a coincidence. I’m always a mess.”
He says that, but I don’t think it’s true. I think Perry is more put together than he realizes. “I want to be your friend.”
He grabs my pillow, smashes it to his face, and screams into it. I grin because for some reason I can’t explain, I take this as a good sign. “Stupid puppies,” he mumbles.
“Puppy?”
“You. You’re like a golden retriever puppy. Sweet, lovable, goofy. It’s impossible not to like you.”
“I’m happy it’s impossible not to like me, but I’m not sure about the puppy thing.”
“It’s a compliment. Believe me.”
I shrug. He hasn’t given me a reason not to believe him. “So, are we gonna hang out, or can’t you be friends with me because I’m a nine?”
“You’re hooked on that part, aren’t you?”
My skin prickles with excitement. “How can I not be? It’s fucking fantastic.”
He snickers, and I know I have him. With a sigh, Perry says, “Yes. We can be friends. I might need to head home and jerk off real quick, though.”
My eyes dart to his groin again.
“Stop looking at my junk!”
“Stop drawing my attention to it!”
“I’ve never met a straight guy like you.” He grabs my pillow, sits up, and lets it rest on his lap.
I’ve never given any thought to being anything other than straight. If I’m not, I figure I’d have to know, but then I also didn’t do a lot of dating in high school—and by not a lot, I mean none. If I’m really a nine, I definitely didn’t hit that territory until college, and when I first got here, I did go a little wild. I hooked up with like four women before dating Whitney. I haven’t really thought about anything else.
“Wanna play some video games?”
Perry shrugs. “Sure.” And just like that, it feels like water under the bridge. The comfort we have together wipes away the strangeness of the day.
I turn the game system on, and that’s exactly what we do.
CHAPTER SIX
Perry
I spend about three hours at Theo’s place, then head home. I should have left earlier so I had time to find someone on a hookup app before getting ready for work, but the time passed faster than it should. It felt like I blinked and three hours had flown by. Theo has that kind of personality. He’s fun and addicting, and I really, really want to have sex with him, but I won’t mention it again. That’s not how I roll, and if he says he’s not interested in fucking around with a guy—or me, I guess—then I have to believe him. At least I have someone cool to hang out with.
“Did you have fun?” Ty asks. He’s sitting on the couch with his laptop, Brax beside him.
It’s nice to have a brother to talk to, though maybe not in this instance. If I tell them, Ty’s going to bust my balls about it, but I’m still so shocked by what happened with Theo, I just spit it out. “He’s straight?” My statement comes out as a question.
“Huh? I thought…”
“Yeah, I thought so too. Apparently, he had no clue I was flirting with him last night, and today he thought it was a hangout.”
“Wait…” Surprisingly, it’s Brax who speaks. “So you flirted with this guy all night, got his number, hung out with him—”
“Was taken to lunch by him,” I correct.
“This guy took you on a date and didn’t realize it?” Ty quirks a brow.
“That’s about it.” I cross my arms.
“He’s gotta be fucking with you,” Brax adds.
“He’s not. Believe me, if you met him, you’d see. Theo doesn’t have a mean bone in his body.” I think part of it is that he’s a little clueless, but I also wonder if some of it comes from low self-esteem. He was so hung up on me thinking he’s hot that it’s almost like he didn’t think it possible.
“Damn. Apparently, you don’t have as much game as your big brother. Want me to give you pointers?” Ty teases.
“Fuck you. I have game.”
“You should have seen me pull Brax. I had him wrapped around my little finger from the start.”