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“Really?” He looked overjoyed.
“Really?!” Carson parroted, looking caught between amused and bewildered.
“Yes,” I laughed, “really. I want to try them all.”
He packed up the muffins in a brown paper bag with his logo on the front and slipped his business card inside. “I also cater for parties and events. Let me know if you ever need anything.”
“I will, thanks!”
Carson talked as we drove home, but he carried the conversation alone. I was lost in thought.
“Earth to Ryan!” He laughed when I looked up, my eyes coming into focus. “What’s on your mind?”
“Muffins.” I smiled ruefully.
“I don’t doubt it. You can eat in my car. You don’t have to wait until we get home.”
“No, it’s not that. I was just thinking. I could do that. I could have something cute like Sweeter By The Dozen.”
“Of course you could. You can do anything. You’re beyond talented in the kitchen.”
“I appreciate your confidence in me, and your positive encouragement. But I wasn’t looking for a motivational pat on the back. I’m being serious. I could do that, open a cute little cart somewhere and sell things I baked from my kitchen. It wouldn’t be as overwhelming as leasing a storefront somewhere and all the endless problems that go with it. It’s a simpler and easier operation. Less stress and more enjoyment.” I turned in my seat, flushed with excitement as more ideas popped into my head. “I really think I could do it, Cary.”
“You’re serious? I think it’s perfect for you. You could definitely do it, Ryan. And I would help you in any way I can.”
“Thanks. I’m sure you would.”
Carson reached for my hand. “I mean it, Ryan. I don’t just want to be your dick.”
I laughed out loud, unable to help myself at the visual his words painted.
He grinned, probably realizing what he’d said. “You know what I mean. I’m not just here for the sex. I mean, I am here for the sex. All the time. All the sex. But I want more than that with you. I want to build dreams with you. I want to create things in our life that areours.”
The hilarity of the situation turned heartfelt, and I felt my eyes moisten as my heart melted into a gooey puddle in the center of my chest. “Really?”
“Yeah, absolutely. But first and foremost, you’ll always be my Boytoy.” He winked, his lips quirking.
21
CARSON
I hadn’t seen muchof Ryan this week, between his job and mine, and his classes, he also had a paper to write and a test to study for. A neighbor of his placed an order for pastries, macaroons or something, and my uncle needed my help to replace a few rotted boards on our porch. Now that it was Friday, six whole days since the last time I’d seen him, I was jonesing for a taste of him, to hold him in my arms again.
Also, my balls were ready to burst. I hadn’t touched my cock all week, saving it for Ryan.
Knowing he was still at work, I texted instead of calling.
Carson: Busy tonight?
He answered right away.
Boytoy: I hope so. I miss you.
Boytoy: Is that dumb?
I laughed,thinking of his frowning face as he reread what he’d written, second-guessing himself.
Carson: I miss you too. Got plans for us. Be ready by 8. Wear the crop top and lipgloss for me.
