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“A cute kid?”

I snort a laugh. “I mean, he is cute.”

I walk up to him and take the quilt from his hands, setting it on the back of the couch.

“Now come on. Let’s stay busy or else I’m gonna have to jack off like a hundred times,” I say, and Cash snorts a laugh as he follows me out back. We’ll find a project to do until Ben comes home.

CHAPTERSEVENTEEN

BEN

“You sure are in a hurry to get home,” Tatum teases, and I roll my eyes as I close my book and shove it in my backpack.

“Yeah, well I have shit to do.”

He waggles his eyebrows at me, and I lean forward and punch at his arm.

“Stop it.”

“Hey, come on. I have to tease you about this. At least you’re getting some.”

I freeze and stare at my best friend, his pink hair sideways, his lip ring glinting in the light. “What do you mean? I thought you were hooking up with that Brandon guy.”

“Brayden. And I was, but then he quit me. Didn’t think it was possible, but apparently I’m quittable.”

I stare at him and then scoot a little closer. “Are you okay?” I ask softly and he shrugs, looking a little sad. His bright blue eyes a bit dimmer than normal.

“I liked him, but I’ll be fine. He wasn’t that great anyways. Too far in the closet and you know me, I hate those things.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“But enough about me. I think we’re good for the midterm and you need to go back and get your ass ripped up.”

I let out a bemused laugh and then stand up, feeling my knees pop. Shit, I sat cross-legged far too long. I ache.

“Yeah, I really need that.”

“I know you do, you slut.”

He walks me to the front door of his house and gives me a small hug before I jog down the walkway to my car. And to be honest, I break a lot of laws to get back to Ford’s place as quickly as possible.

It’s been a long-ass day and once again, my ass feels empty.

I just want to sandwich myself between the two of them and let them have their way with me.

But I also just want to be with them, to listen to them talk, to have them cuddle me and make me eat dinner.

Shit, I forgot to eat dinner.

That’s my thought as I unlock the front door and walk inside. I see Cash and Ford on the couch, Ford with his head in Cash’s lap.

“How was it?” Cash asks as Ford sits up with a small whine. He shifts on the couch looking a little flustered as I set my book bag down on the ground and toe off my shoes.

“Good. I’m glad I went. I think I’ll nail the midterm.”

Cash and Ford nod and my stomach rumbles.

Both of their brows furrow, and I smile at them sheepishly.

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