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If this had been a woman and I’d told Murph about it, he would have fucking laughed in my face and called me a pussy. Maybe I was, but I didn’t give a damn, either. I liked this. Him. I wasn’t going to push him away, especially now that all he had was me.
“Do you think Chet will be okay?” he asked quietly.
I exhaled. “Probably not. It’ll fuck with his head.”
“Ethan....” His voice was so small, and Iknewhe was going to ask me something that I would have no choice but to say yes to. “Could we....Couldyouget him out of there? They haven’t sent him yet.”
“And what?” I asked seriously. “Where would he stay? This trailer’s only big enough for one, maybe two if they’re okay hugging.” I gave him a squeeze. Not to mention I fucking hated that weasel for dragging Jonas into his mess. He’d ratted Jonas out when he could’ve just accepted that his parents had found out the truth.
Jonas batted his eyelashes at me, and I knew instantly he did it on purpose. He placed a hand over my heart, and with one simple touch, I’d lost the battle. One date and he had his hand firmly wrapped around my cock, tugging me along as ifIwere the lamb. “What about with your English friend? Could he stay there?”
I laughed harder than I’d meant to, and he blinked like an owl at me. I shook my head. “Sorry, he would strangle you if he heard you say that. He’s Scottish.”
Jonas’s cheeks flushed a deep red and he groaned, slapping my chest. “I didn’t know.”
I wiped away the tears of amusement, and he got serious again, his mouth pressed in a thin line.
“Please, Ethan? I know what Chet did was wrong, but he doesn’t deserve to go to that place. No one does.” He pouted, and I couldn’t help but stare at those glistening red lips. He knew he had me beat, I could see it in his eyes. For such an innocent man, he was also a little devil.
“Would he want to come with me?” I let my head fall back on a pillow. “If I go there and try to pull him out of that shitstorm and he doesn’t want to come, I could end up in jail for attempted kidnapping.”
“I know Chet. He wouldn’t want to go to that camp. He’s scared and alone.” Jonas touched his fingers to my chin, stroking the pads of his digits across my jaw. “I had you to run to, but he has no one.”
I blew out a breath between my teeth and clenched my eyes shut. There was no way I was getting out of this. I could’ve kicked Jonas, but I liked him, and I wasn’t a douche.
“When does he leave for this camp?”
Jonas cheered and kissed me on the cheek, and I shook my head but grinned because it was nice to have him so close. I was a big old softy, and if any of the other trailer park boys found out, they would kick my ass. Hell, if they knew I had Jonas in my home, they would knock me around for breaking one of the park’s unwritten—but well fucking known—rules.
“I think it will be today, since they wanted me to get ready to go.”
“Fuck, you’re not giving me much time to work.” I frowned and grabbed my phone from the mattress beside me. I’d fired up my cranky old Samsung last night right before passing out. Hopefully it won’t overheat. I would need a new one, though. One more fucking issue to deal with. It was 8:30 a.m. on the dot. There was no time to plan, and I would be heading into the viper’s den in broad daylight. What Jonas was asking for was dangerous.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. “All right. I need to get moving then.”
He sat up and licked his lips. “Thank you for this.”
There wasn’t much I could say. I shoved into a seated position and laid a kiss on his mouth, which he accepted eagerly. He tasted like toothpaste but nothing else. “Make breakfast while I’m gone. I don’t have much, but there’s some eggs in the fridge. You can cook them if you want, but make sure you open the window in the kitchen to let some of the smoke out.”
He chuckled and gave me a winning smile, and I enjoyed seeing some of the light return to his handsome face.
I slid off the end of the bed and went to my dresser to grab out some pants, a shirt, and a hoodie, just in case I got into trouble. I could ditch the hoodie if I needed to and make an escape. He watched me as I got dressed, his wide doe eyes too innocent, but I liked having him in my bed, even if we didn’t do anything.
“Stay here, and don’t open the door unless it’s Tav or me, got it? Lock it.”
He nodded, and I gave him a pointed look. “I understand. I swear.”
As much as the idea of leaving him alone here terrified me, I left through the front door and made my way to Tav’s trailer. He was sitting out front with a plate of toast clutched in his hands, taking a large bite off a burned piece of bread. I never got why he liked his food that damned crispy.
“You want a roommate for a little while?” I shoved my hands into the pockets of my jeans when he gave me a long stare.
“Who?”
I explained the situation to him, with fewer details than Jonas had given me because all Tav needed to know was the basics—who and why.
Tav frowned, his mouth pursed in thought. “I don’t know, Shep.”
“You’ve got two beds, don’t ya?” I shrugged. “You’ve got your double bed and the fold-out one you used before your mom passed.”
