But nothing compared to this.
Nothing would ever come close to being fed his milkies by a Daddy like Max.
The evening might have gone in a bad direction earlier on, but right in that moment as he felt himself slipping into a truly wonderful Little space, Channing felt like the luckiest Little in all of Los Frisco.
Chapter 16
MAX
Max woke up the following morning with a sore head. But it wasn’t a sore head from drinking too much beer or staying out all night partying. No, this was the kind of sore head that came as a result of being up all-night thinking.
Feeding Channing had been a brilliant experience. But that still hadn’t managed to keep thoughts of what had happened earlier at bay for long afterward.
As he tossed and turned in bed, a gently snoring Channing lying next to him, Max had been unable to stop thinking about the sudden arrival of Judd Trax.
Judd was anasshole. Max may have once considered him a friend, but Judd was only ever the kind of friend who it’s fun to party with. Max had also suspected that Judd wasn’t the kind of guy you could ever rely upon to help you out when you were down.
However what Max had never really considered was that Judd was actually a sneaky, devious asshole who would seize upon anyone else’s misfortune if he felt like he could capitalize on it for personal gain.
Max may have kept the truth from Channing, but Judd had been messaging himconstantly.
Judd was asking to meet up and telling Max that he knew who spiked his drink on the night of the car smash. More than this though, Judd also told Max that he knew who was currently in possession of Max’s car.
As far as Max was concerned, all of this sounded like a hustle. He had witnessed Judd run scams and trick other people, so he figured that if Judd was willing to con other people, then he’d have no problem with doing it to him either.
Judd wastrouble.
And not the charismatic, heart of gold kind of trouble either.
Judd was simplybad news.
As Max sat up in bed, he nervously looked toward his phone. There were no new messages from Judd, which was a relief. Perhaps it was possible that after the scuffle the previous night that Judd would back off and leave Max alone.
Max ran his hand through his hair and looked over toward Channing, still happily snoozing.
Why did Judd mention your name, kid?
What’s he got planned?
I have to do something about this…
Max knew that simply ignoring Judd and hoping that he would go away wasn’t going to cut it. Something had to be done. The only problem was that Max didn’t know how to tackle the issue.
It was at times like this that Max truly wished he still had his older brother Trey around to support him and offer brotherly advice. Max always idolized Trey as a child, and Trey truly had the kind of big brother energy that made Max feel safe and secure.
When Trey passed away in a road accident, Max had sworn that he would live life to the max, never holding back and seeking fun anywhere and everywhere he could find it. This had often led to Max running away from problems or making a swift exit from any situation that looked like it might require more than casual and free-spirited enjoyment.
All that Max knew was that in this particular case, the last thing he wanted to do was to run away. Max felt determined to do what was right by Channing too.
Sure, Max could avoid the whole potential drama with Judd by cutting town and starting fresh somewhere else. Max had done it plenty of times before and had all of the right attributes to do it again. Except the difference this time was that he didn’t want to leave Channing and put him through a whole heap of hurt.
Max felt like if he left Channing, there would be no going back in the future. Channing had recently opened up more and more about his own life and his feelings for Max and there was no way that Max wanted to put this sensitive young man through any more pain.
The way that Judd had mentioned Channing by his name too was worrying.
In fact, it was this that had plagued Max’s thoughts the most during the night and was still on his mind in the morning too…
Why did Judd do that?
