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“Hi.” Is all I manage, and Ty grins.
“Rhys. Congratulations on the creativity award for your portfolio. It’s well deserved.”
I nod. “Thanks.” Feeling weird that I can’t just talk to him the way I want to. He may not be a teacher at our school anymore, but everyone still looks at him as Mr Foster, the PE teacher.
“Did you see us up there? We look good.” Simon chuckles, pointing his thumb over his shoulder. To an outsider, they wouldn’t pick up the double meaning. Us, meaning Tyler as well.
His eyes flick over my head, and he studies the display again as I drink in his appearance. He’s wearing blue jeans with brown boots, and his light blue shirt is obscured by the sling supporting his left shoulder and arm. He’s been telling people he had a shoulder reconstruction, and because he’s a sporty guy, they believe he must have an old injury that required surgery.
He looks good in casual clothes. I’m so used to seeing him in sports clothing that the visual before me sends heat to places that should be sleeping right now.
A grin tugs at Ty’s lips as he notices the picture on display of the two of us, and his deep blue eyes flick back to mine, flaring with happiness.
“It’s a truly beautiful display, Rhys.”
I bite my lip, a full blush creeping over my face as my mum clears her throat.
“Well, Mr Foster has some more displays to look at.” My mum bursts my bubble, and I want to growl at her, but then she speaks again, and I want to kiss her. “Mr Foster will be joining us at the family barbeque later.”
“Oh?” My eyes dart from her smug face to Ty’s, who nods.
“See you all later.” He shoots me a wink, and I watch him walk away with my mum, stopping every now and then to talk to an ex-student, parent or teacher.
“Can the barbeque start now?” I ask and the guys chuckle before Simon bounds in front of me and slaps another kiss on my lips.
His playfulness extracts another weird girly giggle from me, something I’ve been doing more of over the last couple of weeks, as the dark clouds that have been looming over me slowly dissipate.
The guys continue to distract me throughout the event before we all leave to go back to my house. When we get there, the twins are chasing each other around with foam dart guns while Charlotte and my dad stand over the barbeque as they start to cook up today’s feast.
While they’re busy and my mum joins in to help, we sneak off to my bedroom, where we lock ourselves in, and the guys work together to help me move past some of the trauma that’s been plaguing me since the night Master Hill attacked me.
The doctor hasn’t given me the all-clear for penetration yet, but the grazes have healed, and each day over the last week, I’ve been letting go of my fears and steering Kitty back to Funtown.
“Ok, so we’ve tried clitoral stimulation, some tongue alphabet, dry humping, nipple stimulation, and visual stimulation. What do you want today, Rhee?”
“Do you have to make it sound so clinical?” Shaun complains to Marcus as he tugs me towards my bed, and I grin because these guys are just too good to me.
“It’s all g. Sex talk, whether it’s clinical or not, gets me going.”
Shaun chuckles. “Of course it does.”
“How about dirty talk?” Simon offers, “Or food play?”
I bite my lip. “Can I have a visual with dirty talk during the tongue alphabet?”
All four guys chuckle this time, and the sound fills my heart, so full of warmth and happiness.
“What visual do you want, Kitten?” Shaun asks, and I shrug.
“Gay porn. In real life.”
All four groan because I haven’t stopped trying to get them to step over that line. Honestly, I’d be surprised if they did, but it’s fun stirring them up with it.
“What about a game? First one to come loses.” Marcus suggests, and my brows shoot up. This guy is full of ideas these days, and I fucking love it.
“What does the winner get?” Simon asks as he ties his ash blonde hair up in a topknot like he’s preparing to get dirty.
