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“You’re fantasising about your married best friend when you get yourself off. That’s an issue,” I point out.
He lets out a frustrated huff and slumps back against the couch. “It’s not like I think about himallthe time. When I’m watching porn I don’t.”
I make another note as a thought hits me. I don’t doubt that Jack’s feelings for Trent are real, but I also have to wonder if the attraction is being fuelled by the forbidden element in play. First Trent was off limits because he was supposedly straight, then he was off limits because he was with someone else. And now here Jack is, clearly turned on by taboo porn. I could be reaching, but it’s hard to believe there’s not some kind of connection there.
“Alright, I think we should start small,” I suggest, glancing at the notes I’ve made. “We can go shopping for some toys for you and go from there.”
“Can’t I just buy them online?” he asks, reluctance clear in his tone.
I shake my head. “Nope. It’s not the same.” I get to my feet and stretch out. “The store I usually go to is open late on Thursdays—that good for you?”
Jack just nods, looking a little shellshocked.
“Cool. That’ll give me time to work on my list.”
“Your list?”
I quirk an eyebrow at him. “For your rehab program.
Don’t worry, you’re going to love it.” He’ll probably bitch and moan every step of the way, but I’m confident he’ll come round eventually.
I start making my way to the door, Jack following along behind me.
“Seven on Thursday good for you?”
He shrugs. “Yeah, it’s fine.”
“Cool, I’ll pick you up then.”
“What should we say if people ask why we’re spending
so much time together?”
I shrug. “Trent and Xav won’t be back from Europe for
six weeks and I doubt anyone else will even notice.” Smirking at him, I add, “This program isn’t going to involve interacting with any of our other mutual acquaintances, Macey. You’ll be spending the next few weeks in my world.”
“I haven’t agreed to anything yet,” he sputters, looking mildly disturbed.
“Sure you have.” I give a casual wave as I head out the door. “See ya Thursday.”
THURSDAY COMES AROUND QUICKLY,and before I know it, I’m pulling up outside Jack’s apartment building so I can drive us to the sex store I’ve become a frequent customer of over the years. I’ve spent my free time in the last two days coming up with a list of things for Jack to try. Admittedly, some of them are going to be tricky if he won’t let me hook him up with one of my mates, but I’m hoping once he meets them he might change his mind.
I send him a text to let him know I’m here, and a couple of minutes later I see him emerging from the building and hurrying towards me. Jack tugs open the door and climbs into my work van, eyeing the interior with something akin to disappointment. “Not the Falcon?”
I let out a harsh scoff. “Yeah, I don’t think so.” My Falcon XR-8 is my pride and joy and I’m very particular about who I let into those hallowed seats.
The store is about twenty minutes away, and the trip passes miraculously without any snappish remarks from Jack that make me want to pull over and dump him on the side of the road. From the corner of my eye I can see him shifting around nervously, and I get the impression that he’s too caught up in the pending ordeal of walking into a sex store and purchasing something to even register that he’s sitting in the ’enemy’s’ car.
“Here we go,” I announce, pulling into the store’s carpark. “Try not to look like you’re about to piss your pants.”
Jack scowls at me. “I amnotabout to piss my pants.”
I roll my eyes and get out of the van, waiting for Jack to do the same before I lock up stride toward the entrance.
“Aren’t you at all concerned about parking a van that says ‘King Glass and Screens’ outside a sex shop’?” he asks as he trails after me.
I just shrug. “Nope.”
