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Iwasgoing to say,since we're closer to the doors than the kangaroos are.
But thatthwumpsound right there?
That was the two jacks moving towards us, and, in the process, blocking access to the driver's side.
"You were saying?"
I snap fromtrying to be the bigger personmode back to my current default ofI think I fucking hate youand shoot Col a filthy look. "I'm trying to help here."
"Yeah, well, lesstryingand morehelping. Please."
I grit my teeth. "You are really testing me right now, boy."
"Don't call me boy. I'm older than you."
"Yeah. By one year."
"Still counts. Plus, I'm way more mature," he snaps.
"Right. Because a mature person would really need to point that out."
"What can I say? You bring out my worst."
If I wasn't so keenly focused on both jacks, I'd close my eyes and count back from ten to relieve some of the simmering tension between us. Or I'd just kiss him to shut him up. But I don't have the luxury of time to pursue either one of those options.
"We'll pick this up later," I say, easing back towards him slowly. Smoothly. No sudden or unexpected moves here. My side of the car might be a no-go, but the passenger side is still free. That's our shot.
I keep stepping back until I'm right next to Col. I take hold of his arm and calmly guide him towards the car door. The two 'roos are watching us, but they're not moving. I take that as a good sign, but we still have at least a dozen or so steps to go before we're back in the safety of the Land Rover, so I'm not counting my chickens just yet.
The bigger jack suddenly jumps into the air.
"Fuck!" Col screams, which sets off the other jack, as well as the entire mob, who all hop closer to us.
Okay, slow time is over. I grab Col's hand and bolt towards the passenger side door. We get there barely a few seconds before one of the jacks does. The bigger one, because of course.
I fling the door open and shove Col in first. He clambers inside and hurls himself in as far as he can, folding up his legs to make room for me. I dive on top of him, slamming the door shut behind us.
The jack jumps into the air and kicks his feet against the door.
But it's shut, and we're inside.
And safe.
And also…right on top of one another.
Col's splayed out on his back, his top half on the driver's seat. I'm directly above him, the tip of my nose a bee's dick away from his.
It's kind of an awkward position to find ourselves in. His lower back and pelvis are jutting up in the air, propped up by the centre console, which is where my middle section also is.
Thankfully, I'm not hard because that would be mighty embarrassing. We almost got attacked by a mob of kangaroos, what sort of lunatic would get hard from that?
And then I feel something…move.
Down there.In our joined-centre-console region.
I flash Col my most winningest smile. "Wow. You really are attracted to me if you can be hard at a time like this."
"It's purely a physical response. You're applying pressure, so it will do that." His face is turning red, and it's fucking adorable. "I can't be held responsible."
