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“Sex shed?” I ask, and Cash grumbles his agreement.
CHAPTERTWENTY-TWO
BEN
Well, I forgot to take the damn plug out, and it’s making me squirm in my seat. I mean, realistically, I could take it out in the bathroom and dump it in the trash, but I do really like this plug.
I don’t want to toss it.
So I leave it in. A firm reminder of who I belong to.
A firm reminder that I’m betraying my dad in the worst way.
We all are.
“Sorry I was late,” I say as I stare at the menu before me in the small café across town. There’s a smudge of ketchup on the side and when I lifted it from the table it stuck slightly, but they do have the best French toast.
I try not to look at the kitchen whenever I walk back to the bathroom—makes me slightly disgusted.
“I was just… I slept in.”
It’s a lie. I was busy getting fucked, but I can’t say that.
“You okay?” my dad asks. “You feeling alright?”
I nod and peek up. I worry if I look up for too long, he’ll see the guilt in my eyes. Or Avery will. He’s very astute, and I’m afraid he may say something to my dad.
“Yeah, just tired and a little frazzled, but I’m glad I’m here.”
“I am too.”
I glance at Avery, seeing him in a pink top and matching lipstick. He looks so pretty in such a natural way. It’s no wonder my dad is infatuated with him.
“You look really nice today, Avery.”
“So do you.”
He smirks at me, and I roll my eyes with a laugh. I look wrecked, but I did the best I could on such little notice. I’m pretty sure my hair is looking a little worse for wear and I think my shirt is on inside out.
But it’s too late now.
I doubt my dad even notices anyways.
The waitress appears, bringing me a coffee and creamer, and we place our orders. As soon as she’s gone, I force myself to look at my dad, the spoon swiveling around in my coffee mug, clinking softly against the ceramic as it goes.
“So, what are your plans today?” I ask, looking at both Avery and my dad. “Something wild and fun?”
I see the way my dad peeks over at Avery and how Avery’s cheeks flush slightly. I’m almost certain they’re messing around. Not that I want to think about them messing around, but still. I can see the way they look at each other. How much they seem to want one another. It’s how I look at Cash and Ford. It’s how they look at me.
I’m surprised no one’s noticed.
“Yeah, Dean. We doing anythingwild?”The way Avery teases my dad makes his cheeks flush under all that scruff.
“Yeah, you know me,” he says, clearing his throat.
Fuck. He looks so gone. So fucking happy. My dad deserves someone who loves him. Someone to bring him out of his shell. Someone to help him live again. Someone to make him wild.
“I was going to take Avery to the farmer’s market and then go for a ride. Is that wild enough for you?”
