Nah, I’m pretty sure they’re just very close girlfriends.
It would give us more reasons to hang out as a foursome, though. We could double date. Pi and I could sit beside each other at the cinema, we could nip to the bathroom together, we could get cosy while the girls do their girls’ things.
I nod, flick up my indicator, check my mirrors, and turn. “Okay, let’s go to yours and chat to Georgia, see if she’d like an introduction.”
Chapter 17
Finn
Tuesday 23rd December 2025
“Sooo. . .” Megan says, drawing out the word. “What do you think of Aiden?”
We’re all sharing a booth at Side Quest, an indie bar in Bath. Neutral territory. It has a vague retro-video-games theme,which is fun, but most importantly it’s dark, loud but still conversable, and has alcohol.
Megan and her best friend and flatmate Georgia are sitting on the bench opposite me and Pi, though he’s just nipped out to the loos.
I’ve been waiting for this moment. The girls’ midpoint debrief on the suitability of Pi as a potential significant other for Georgia.
I’m more nervous than I imagined I would be. A lot is riding on Georgia’s opinion. It’s important that she likes my teammate, not only so she’ll want to date him and we can all hang out together more often, but also because I will be personally offended if she doesn’t think he’s the absolute dog’s bollocks. Kind of like when someone says they hate your favourite movie, or if they say hot dogs are only for little kids. Still haven’t forgiven Stacey Jackson in year six for that one.
I’m desperate for a piss, but I need to hear the verdict before I excuse myself, so I’m hanging around to listen in.
“Okay, yeah. He’s gorgeous,” Georgia admits.
“Right? And that accent is so cute,” Megan adds. “And Finn says he’s very sweet, and gentle, and shy,andhe’s a feminist.”
Did I? Did I really say all that, or is she paraphrasing?
She doesn’t seem to mind that I could contradict her at any moment—not that I would, I believe he is all those things. She keeps going. “He has a dog, and a mortgage, but . . . and this could be a big but, he has a lot of nerd toys in his house and even in his bedroom.”
Damn, okay, I told her that in secret.
Georgia raises a single brow at me. I assume she’s asking how I know what the inside of Pi’s bedroom looks like.
“I . . . went round his house to drop something off,” I say defensively. It’s true, though, I did drop something off. Right onto his bare chest.
“Is that a deal breaker?” Megs asks Georgia.
“No.” Georgia hums to herself, tapping her acrylics against her wine glass. “I guess it might be kinda cute. Could be worse, I suppose. Could be fan art of a huge-donged Wolverine.”
“Hey!” I reach across the table and flick Megan’s forearm. “I can’t believe you told her about my Wolverine X Jean Grey pervert’s shrine. Is nothing sacred any more?”
Megan winks at me and mouths, “Love you.” She turns to Georgia and holds her hands out in front of her with a twelve inch gap between them. “Also, Aiden has a massive dick.”
My elbow slips from the tabletop and my fist bangs into the edge, jangling the empty glasses against each other. I want to say,“It’s not quite that big,”but I stop myself just in time.
“Oh my god.” A smile slides across Georgia’s face. “How doyouknow that?” She’s looking at me.
I can’t even muster an“Uh.”All I can picture is Pi on his back in the centre of his bed, his legs spread wide, my fingers inside his asshole, his cock in his hand, and cum spraying over his chest.
Thankfully, I don’t have to answer. Megan does it for me.
“Locker rooms, communal showers, grabbing each other’s bollocks in the middle of a scrum, getting drunk and shoving things up each other’s bums, literal pissing contests, circle jerks.”
Georgia surveys me over the top of her glass, her brow furrowed. “Boys. Ew.”
“Hey, we never had circle jerks,” I say meekly.
