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This is your life now, Grey.
If there’s one thing I know about Grey, it’s that he’s loyal to those he loves. He’s loyal to his son, despite Joshua’s mom trying to make him seem like he’s never been. I know the things that Grey has done for him. I know the sacrifices he’s made. That he’s still making.
Doinganythingwith me could put his relationship with his son in jeopardy. So, I just need to convince him that I’m worth it—that I’m a chance worth taking.
That I’d be as loyal to him as he’d be to me.
I wouldn’t be like any of the guys that came before me.
I would be different.Wewould be different.
“What about this place?” Grey asks, his voice breaking through my thoughts. I look at the little corner restaurant and shrug.
“Yeah, sounds good,” I say, and Grey runs a hand over his head.
“You can tell me if it doesn’t sound good.”
Doesn’t he see? I don’t care where we eat. I just want to be near him.
“Yeah, this looks good. I’m really not picky.”
He eyes me and then parks his truck on the side of the road, and as we walk inside the restaurant, I wonder what people think when they see us together. Friends? Father and son? Lovers?
I don’t really care what anyone else thinks, to be honest, but I know that Grey does. He carries the weight of the world on his shoulders.
If only he had someone to help him carry it.
Me.
I’m young still, but I’d carry it.
We’re led by the hostess to a booth, and our knees knock as we get situated. He tries to move away, but I tangle my legs with his, not allowing him to escape so quickly.
His eyes flash, but I divert my gaze to the menu like this is no big thing. Like I do this all the time.
Don’t make this a big thing, Grey.
He sighs and then shifts a little, his legs sliding against mine and I bite back a moan.
God, if I ever fuck him, I’ll come so fast it will be embarrassing. I’ll have to pray I last an entire minute. Maybe thirty seconds would be more feasible. Okay, let’s be real, ten seconds is how it’s going to go down.
“What are you going to get?” he asks, and I shrug.
“A burger, fries, and a milkshake,” I say, and he bobs his head.
“Yeah, sounds good. Think I’ll do that too. Minus the milkshake. I’m getting old, can’t eat shit like that like I used to.”
I set my menu down and watch him. He’s fiddling with the sugar packets and I just gaze longingly at his thick fingers.
I want them wrapped around my cock…want them in my hair as I fuck into him.
“You can have some of mine,” I tell him. “We can share.”
He meets my gaze and nods. “Yeah. Sure. If you can’t drink it all…”
Really, I just want to watch those lips wrapped around my straw, sucking.
I shift in my seat and bite back another groan. Yep, I need to get off. Sometime very soon, or else I’m going to come from just watching him eat. God, these hormones flowing through me are making me irrational. But it’s always been like this with him. He’s my horny kryptonite. Who needs Superman when you can have Grey fucking Hart.
