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I stand up, tucking myself inside my pants, and toss him a pair of my boxers. They’ll be tight on him, but at least he won’t be wet.

I watch as he changes out of his boxers, unable to peel my eyes away from that ass for long, but once it’s covered back up, I resume packing. When we finally leave, Grey insists we sneak out, his underwear stuffed in his hand, trying to be discreet. Like he didn’t just blow me in my bedroom with my parents down the hall.

Well, I’m glad he did that. He should experience what it’s like to sneak around—to be a gay teen.

I’ll be the one he does it with.

Ngh, he’s so damn cute. I am even more obsessed with him now, his eyes wide and nervous as we tiptoe to the door.

When we finally make it to his truck, I throw my duffle bag into the back and beam at him.

“Ready?” I ask, my question lined with a deeper meaning.

“Yeah, Quinn. I think I am.”

* * *

When we make it back to his house, it feels different. Awkward, almost. Last night and this morning were filled with lust and desperation, and now we’re here alone in the house, not quite sure what to do with ourselves.

I set my duffle bag down in his room, and Grey leans against the doorframe, watching me.

“What do you want to do today?” he asks, shoving his hands into the pockets of his jeans. He looks bashful, so fucking cute. I pull my bottom lip between my teeth as I meet his stare.

“Well, you still have the week off, right?” I ask, and Grey nods. “I feel bad that your vacation was cut short.”

“It’s fine. Didn’t want to stay up there by myself anyway.”

I move toward him, my hands sliding up his chest, and Grey lets out a shaky breath.

“I’m glad you came home. I thought I was going to have to wait longer to finally see you.”

His eyelids flutter as I reach up and cup his neck.

“You would have come to me?” he asks, and I nod, pressing my thumb against his bottom lip.

“I would have.”

He leans forward, pulling my thumb into his mouth, and sucks on it, his cheeks hollowed out, his tongue sliding against my skin. And just like that, I’m ready to go again.

“Tease,” I say, my voice husky.

I pull my thumb from his lips and smash my mouth to his. I press him back against the doorframe and kiss him until we’re both breathless.

“Go on a date with me,” I say, and Grey’s fingers slide through the sides of my hair.

“Where?” he asks as I press my forehead to his.

“Does it matter? You have high standards or something?”

He snorts a small laugh, that mouth pulling up into a smile. “Nah, my standards are pretty low.”

“Great, then I know you’ll be impressed.”

“I will.”

My mind is already reeling, ready to knock him off his feet. Of course, I know that Grey has been on dates, but I want mine to be better than all of the others. I want his expectations to be blown out of the water. He deserves it.

“I can’t believe you’re just taking me back,” he says, and I meet his stare.

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