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“Aren’t you worried he’s going to shit all over your seats?” I ask and Robert chuckles, ignoring my question and moving toward Grey, who is looking far too vulnerable.
Oh, hell no. Robert is like some heat-dick-seeking missile. I need to take him out before he hits his target.
I step up to Grey, slipping my hand down his wrist and threading my fingers through his once more. The same shock of adrenaline hits me as soon as our skin touches and I bite down on my lips to keep the moan at bay.
I have to keep it together.
Fuck, it’s so hard to keep it together. I’m falling to pieces just being near him.
Grey glances down at me, those brown eyes nearly glowing, and I squeeze his hand.
Robert’s eyes snap down to where our hands meet, and he narrows them. Oh, challenge accepted, bird-man.
I am so going to win this.
Robert pulls his gaze away from our hands and looks at Grey, ignoring me completely. “So, what’s the plan?”
Before I can answer in a snarky tone, Grey tilts his head to the left.
“Quinn really likes trying new coffee shops, so I thought we’d stop in here.”
And there I go, a pile of goo on the floor. My eyeballs are emoting hearts, my skin flushed with adoration. Robert is completely forgotten. All I can see is Grey.
This man just knows things about people, always tucking information about those around him in these secret little compartments in his brain.
It’s why he always knows what to get Joshua for his birthday and Christmas, despite his son never telling him a thing. Or why he knows these little facts about me, despite me never directly mentioning them.
Grey just listens and watches. He pays attention. He’s thoughtful.
God, I am so into this man, he has no idea. It’s ironic how my obsession with him is the one thing he’s never noticed and the only thing I truly wish he would.
“I do,” I say, my cheeks hot.
Robert clears his throat, and I wrench my gaze away from Grey. Enough staring. I get it, it is a little much.
Grey reaches out with his free hand and tucks a stray lock of hair behind my ear and there I go again. Just ded.
“You guys are very cute, in an odd way,” Robert says, once more pulling my attention away.
Gah! Go away, Robert. I just want to stare longingly into Grey’s hypnotic eyes. I want to will him to kiss me.
I would expire if he planted those lips on mine. My heart would stop beating and they’d declare me deceased.
“We aren’t odd,” I say, feeling suddenly defensive. And Robert with his stupid shit-shirt just smirks at me. Because I know Grey and I are different. I’m so much younger than him, and we don’t look like we have anything in common. But who is Robert to judge? He wears a fucking parrot, for fuck’s sake.
“Just meant you two seem like an odd pairing.”
Unlike you and Grey, I think as my lips turn down in a frown. Well, Grey and I aren’t together, but Robert doesn’t know that. And yet here he is insulting us.
“We work just fine,” I say and square my shoulders, Grey’s hand in mine, giving me a much-needed confidence boost.
Robert raises his hands in mock surrender and then asks, “How long have you guys been together?”
“It’s new,” I say quickly.
Little does Grey know that it’s not new for me. It’s been years on my end. I don’t even think he’s looked twice at me, to be honest. He’s not like that, not one of those older men who prey on younger boys.
And he probably would never have looked at me twice, except I kind of forced his hand by joining him on this trip. And by telling him I’m bi…and also by showing him my dick.
