Page 49 of Toeing the Line


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“You weren’t wasting time, Faye,” Freddy says as he leans in closer. “You’re just taking your time, figuring it out. Maybe we all are.”

We’re all a little quiet for a moment. I raise my glass.

“To time wasted, and to time spent wasted?” Aly suggests, knocking her glass against mine and Caro’s, and Freddy’s water glass, as we all shoot them.

“He doesn’t know what he’s missing,” Aly says, rubbing my back.

But that’s just it. He does.

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I just sawFaye’s tits.

I. Just. Saw. Faye’s. Tits.

And I am not okay.

I knew she had tits. Obviously. And I’ve noticed them before. I’m not blind. But I’d never seen them without clothing. And now that I have, I’m never going to be able to forget her gorgeous, plump breasts, or the exact dark, rosy pink of her pebbled nipples.

I reach under the bar and give my cock a quick squeeze. I went to the bathroom after we left the private room to try to relieve some of the tension, but it felt way too seedy. I can’t bring myself to jerk off in a strip club bathroom. There are just some lines you can’t cross.

Faye is my friend. She’s never given me any indication that she’s ever wanted to be anything more. And here I am, squeezing my dick in public because I paid a stripper to show me Faye’s tits. And Faye let me. She let me touch her while the stripper did her thing and leaned in when I told her that I wanted this. Because I want this more than anything. I want her and maybe it’s bad timing with her major life crisis and all, but when we were in that room, I was hardly aware of the stripper. All I saw was Faye. Beautiful, sexy, amazing Faye.

I look over my shoulder to where Aly squeals and Caro cheers. Faye is laughing, her head tilted back, pretty neck exposed—and Freddy licks it.

My chest tightens. Heat flushes into my neck and for a moment everything sort of spins. Just five minutes ago I was staring at Faye’s breasts, telling her I want this, and now I’m watching my best friend lick her neck.

I jerk to my feet and watch Faye laugh hysterically as her friends pass her a lime as Freddy knocks back a shot glass.

“Need anything else?”

I turn and see Megan, the cute waitress from earlier on the other side of the bar. I don’t think that’s her shift. She’s leaning forward, giving me a good glimpse of her cleavage with an oddly shy smile. This is what it looks like for someone to be interested in me.

I look back to where Faye pops a lime between her teeth. I clench my jaw as Freddy leans in and sucks the lime from her plush, pink lips.

And he lingers.

My hands curl into fists as he cups the back of her neck. The neck I was just stroking five minutes ago. The neck I wanted nothing more than to lick and suck and kiss. Freddy is doing it instead. It’s time I face the facts: if it hasn’t happened by now, it’s not going to. Nothing is going to change between me and Faye, maybe ever.

“Yeah,” I say, taking a deep breath, forcing the disappointment out of me. “How about your number?”

Her eyes go wide, but then she smiles as if it’s exactly what she hoped I’d say. It’s direct. There are no games to play. It’s just a guy asking a girl for the chance to decide if they want to fuck. Maybe that’s what I need. I haven’t just fucked someone in months. Maybe Megan will be the one to distract me.

She holds out her hand and I give her my phone.

“When I text, don’t pretend you don’t know me,” Megan says with a coy smile.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I say with a smirk, accepting the icy water she’s poured. “Is that a thing people do?”

“You just keep pretending you don’t know what I’m talking about and I might just let you take me on the best first date of your life.”

“That’s a big promise,” I say with a small grin. I tuck my phone away and sip the water as she fills another order. The water is cooling and soothing but not nearly as calming as I need it to be.

“You want me to help you work out some of that tension, baby?” A blonde with pigtails and a plaid skirt runs her hand along my bicep and I shrug her off.

But I don’t move. I can’t bring myself to move. He tugs her into his lap as he talks into her ear. She laughs again, and he does too.

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