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“Why don’t you quit?”
“Gotta pay for Joshua’s college,” he mutters, and the anger that refused to make an appearance earlier rears its ugly head. Because while he’s my best friend, Josh is a spoiled asshole, a real entitled brat. Not that I can really blame him. He was raised by that wretched woman. How else was he supposed to turn out?
He has no idea what his dad is doing for him. I want to tell him, shout it in his face, but I’d never…not unless I was pushed to it.
Maybe when he grows up, he’ll realize all the shit Grey’s done for him, all the sacrifices he’s made. But right now, for some mind-boggling reason, Grey refuses to tell him what’s really going down.
But I know. I fucking know because I pay attention.
“Well, Josh could take out loans like every other person. Or Karen could help,” I grind out.
Grey shakes his head. “Nah, it’s my responsibility. I can do this for him.”
Well, he doesn’t need to do any more shit for Josh. He’ll be eighteen soon. He can learn to take care of himself. Maybe if his dad didn’t always step in and pay for shit when Karen drops the ball, Josh would realize how much his dad really does for him.
But I let it go, knowing I won’t win this argument. If Grey is anything, he’s stubborn. I can respect that. Maybe with these next couple weeks together I can convince him to stand up for himself a little.
I’d really fucking like that.
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Shoot,” he says.
“What would you do if you didn’t have to work that shitty job?”
He thinks about it a minute, his lips pulled between his teeth. I can almost see his brain working through the possibilities.
“Travel, I think. What you said…that sounds nice.”
I peek over at him and just watch the way he moves as he walks. I can imagine him moving above me, underneath me, against me. I want to see his back arch off the bed, the tendons in his strong arms pop as he clutches the sheets.
I want to feel his ass strangle my cock.
I force my gaze forward. I need to keep my thoughts pure, which is impossible, but I can at least tell myself to behave.
It’s getting harder and harder to remember how.
I don’t know how I’ll make it through this entire trip with this man. I am pretty sure that I’ll end up inside of him at some point.
It would be careless of me not to at least try.
“There it is,” he says, and my eyes are pulled forward to the blue expanse of Lake Huron. As we make our way down to the sand, Grey hands me a beer bottle, uncapping it for me before letting go.
I take a small sip, coming to a stop next to him, my arm brushing against his. He doesn’t move away from me, which is progress in my opinion. I wonder what he’d do if I grabbed on to his head and pulled him in for a kiss. If I sucked on that bottom lip and slid my tongue against his.
I might scare him away, but then again, it’s just us out here. Would it really matter? If I kiss Grey and no one is around to witness it, does it still count?
“Grey,” I say, taking a sip of my beer and letting my fingers slide against his.
He doesn’t move away.
“Why haven’t you dated anyone seriously?”
He glances over at me and shrugs. “Never found someone I liked enough.”
Me, he could like me enough.
“What are you looking for in a guy?” I ask as he takes a sip of his beer, looking out at the lake.
