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“Nah, I can only handle your mom’s cooking once a week. Maybe once a fortnight now that she’s putting even less effort in. Option three, we could bring cheap salads to Madd and Devon’s and hope it makes them feel guilty enough to cook the rest of the meal.”
“Yeah. That one. Option three,” he said.
Sold. I pulled out my pack of cigarettes, knowing I’d need to make a run to the Reservation soon for a new carton. I mean, I should quit. I started smoking as a way to cope with the stress of keeping my brother alive around my dad, but those days were over, and he had Maddox for that now. Other than wanting to get sexy with my bestie and having no idea how to do that, I didn’t have a ton of stress in my life.
Silently, Xavi tossed a packet of half-squished nicotine gum onto my lap. If I chewed the free gum and saved up all my cigarette money, I could get Xavi his fridge in… five to seven years. Maybe. My cigs were the cheapest I could get without going to rollies, so yeah, it’d take me a good term to save up for Xavi’s big dream.
But I wanted to deliver. There was a bonfire inside me that burned with urgency, wanting me to be the one standing there, looking at expensive refrigerators with him while a salesperson said words we didn’t listen to. Something about efficiency and warranties and electric outputs that went right over our heads because Xavi’s eyes would be glowing emerald green at all the ice makers.
I chewed the gum. Xavi grinned, leaning back in the driver’s seat with one hand on top of the steering wheel. Since when did he get so sexy driving? His biceps were bigger than mine, and the corded muscles in his forearms were all embedded with veins and… yeah, manly forearms were hotter than I’d previously known. Even the worn bracelets and spiderwebs on his elbows were hot. Goddamn, what was wrong with me? Half the lines barely linked up.
“What?” he asked, parking at the back of the grocery store lot in case we needed a boost.
“You have sexy arms,” I said.
“Yeah?” he asked, turning his arms over. “I always wanted knuckle tats.”
I laughed. Knuckle tats and a fridge. His dreams were growing. “What would you get tatted on them?”
He hopped out, hip-checked the door, and grabbed a potato sack he was using as a grocery bag these days. “Xavi on the left,” he said. “Nate on the right.” He grinned.
I laughed. “What? Why me on the right?” The sliding doors opened, granting us access to the store like we were trailer park royalty.
“I’m a righty,” he said, heading down the produce aisle. “So whenever I jerk it, I’ll be doing it with your hand.”
My mouth gaped and my boner popped. “Shit, Xav. You know I can just use my real hand, right?”
“Can you?” he asked, brow lifted and grin widening. That was a dare if I’d ever heard one.
My neck flushed and I covered my dick. “Right here?” I glanced around, trying to dare him back. “Lettuce turn you on?”
“You hiding a boner in my jeans turns me on.” He grabbed a discount container of potato salad.Best before today, perfect.
I looked down, my boner concealed. “I won these jeans in that game of Go-Fish we played.” I grabbed a bag of coleslaw and a bottle of no-name dressing. “Stop deflecting. Are we talking handies in the produce aisle?”
“I’m talking handies. You’re teasing them. Can you put your hand where your mouth is?”
Could probably put my mouth there too, if I was being honest. I’d never salivated for a dick before, maybe because I’d refused to let myself think about it too much, but now that it was out there in the open air of the grocery store, my mouth watered.
Xavi pressed his fingers under my chin, closing my mouth. “Come on, daredevil. Time to play a game.”
CHAPTER12
XAVI
I hadmy answer about how to turn things sexy without making them awkward. Well, they’d probably be awkward anyway, but my idea was all about enticing him. Because if there was one thing Nate never backed down from, it was a dare.
While Maddox grumped about cooking and Devon got in his way, I listened to Maddox growl and eye-fucked Nate without hiding it. When Devondid notget out of his way, and Maddox growled louder, I pressed my thigh against Nate’s, drawing his attention to my lap.
“Thirsty?” Nate asked, holding out his can of lemonade to me.
“So thirsty.” I took it, tilting the can to my lips.
Nate’s forearm landed right on my dick, using the excuse to pet Gnat on my other side. “What for? Something sweet?”
“Are you seriously trying to get me to say something salty?” I asked. Nate grinned but didn’t confirm it. “Okay, something salty. Gonna give it to me?”
Nate’s shifty eyes scanned the kitchen where Maddox was about to pummel Devon for fucking up the spaghetti. Potato salad, coleslaw, and spaghetti. Mmm. He leaned over even more, elbow pressing right on my dick. “I’m trying to be sexy. Is it working?”
