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Ford whistles. “Well, fancy shmancy, Cash.”
“Only the best for you two.”
Ben’s eyes are wide as we get out of the car, his gaze veering down to what he is wearing.
“Shit. I don’t think I’m dressed nice enough for this,” he says, and I pull him into me, kissing the top of his head.
“You’re beautiful.”
Ford nods. “You are.”
Ford reaches out and grabs Ben’s hand, pulling us all to the entrance of the Haven, an upscale restaurant in the Hills. It caters to the rich fucks up here—a place my parents would love if they lived closer—and I know we don’t really fit in, but I wanted to impress Ben and Ford.
And I can see that I have. Ben’s eyes are starry, and Ford is looking around the dimly lit interior with a smile.
“This is really fucking nice,” Ford says a little too loudly.
The hostess turns to look at us, and I wave it away, hoping that maybe she can let this one go.
Perhaps coming here was a bad idea, I think as she leads us to our table, tucking us into the corner of the restaurant.
“This is way too fancy, Cash,” Ben says softly as he sits down, Ford and I sliding in next to him in the booth. The hostess gives us the menus and doesn’t say anything about how close we’re sitting. This is obviously a date and Ben is far younger than us.
Fuck, does this look bad?
Ford doesn’t seem bothered by it and neither does Ben, not with the way he leans into Ford and pulls the menu open to glance down at the items inside. Ford places his arm around his shoulder and presses a kiss to the top of his head, uncaring that people might be staring.
I wish I could be more like him at times. I’ve always admired that about him.
“There aren’t prices,” Ben says, and I reach out and brush my hand against his cheek.
“That’s the point. You order what you want.”
“But I can’t read these things.”
I smile at him, so fucking young and innocent. Well, maybe not so innocent. Not with what that tongue can do. And that ass. And those hands.
Fuck. Me.
I shift in my seat and look down at the menu, my eyes crossing at the fancy words.
Well, fuck. Maybe I overthought this.
“I’m gonna go wild,” Ford says, licking his lips. “I’m gonna get a few of these weird things.”
My worries dissipate as I take him in, and my chest swells. Ford and Ben. My world couldn’t exist without them. I can’t have one without the other.
“Yeah, me too. Maybe we can all share?” Ben asks, and I feel lighter than I have in years.
“Yeah, we can do that. It’s what we’re good at. Sharing.”
Ford winks at me. “You know it.”
CHAPTERNINETEEN
FORD
“That was fucking amazing,” I say as we all walk out of the restaurant, not really full because let’s be honest, the portions were tiny, but they were delicious. Like little appetizers bursting with flavor. Could have done with an American-sized portion of it. Would have gobbled it up.
