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CHAPTERTWENTY-THREE
Thane
“About what happened last night,” I start as soon as RJ steps into the kitchen the next night. His hair is damp, fresh from his shower in his pj’s consisting of a white tee and black jogging pants. The sight of him looking so edible makes me forget the rest of what I was about to say.
“W-what? What are you talking about?” he stammers as he walks past me, avoiding eye contact. “Nothing happened last night!”
“Ah, okay. If you say so. You seemed pretty pissed about it at the time, so I made you some cookies to apologize.”
I push the plate of chocolate chip cookies across the table, and his eyes follow them.
“Oh. What was I pissed about?” He comes over and picks up a cookie, cramming the whole thing into his mouth.
“My dick poking you.”
He chokes on the cookie before he chews and swallows. “Oh. That. Right. Forget it.”
“You’re sure? Because I don’t want things to be weird between us.”
“It’s not. Nothing’s weird.”
“You’re acting weird, and I like hanging out with you at night, so if we keep space between us, can we watch a movie or something tonight?”
“Yeah. Whatever. You can pick the movie.”
Okay, that wasn’t the reaction I was expecting.
“You’re sure everything is okay?”
“Popcorn. I’ll make some popcorn. Do you like popcorn?” he asks as he spins around to open a cabinet and pull out a box.
“Sure. Yeah, I like popcorn,” I answer. I watch him take out a packet, rip off the plastic, then toss it in the microwave.
“Is that all you’re going to eat tonight?” I ask as he punches in the time and hits the Start button.
“I’ll eat a few cookies too.”
“Popcorn and cookies for dinner?”
“Yep.”
“It’s your body.” I start to make a comment about whatever he is doing is working because he’s hot as fuck, but I hold back. RJ’s acting odd enough as it is. No reason to send him running for the hills to get away from me and my dick, which has now started weeping for him.
Last night was embarrassing. I couldn’t control my damn body. What do I expect, though, when sitting behind RJ was the closest I’ve ever been to another man’s body?
Maybe it’s time to let go of my hang-up with casual sex and just get it over with already. I’m sure if I drive far enough, I could find a gay bar, meet a nice, willing man, and do everything I’ve been thinking about for nearly a decade.
When the popcorn is done, RJ pours it into a bowl, and then we head to the guest room.
I grab the remote and start scrolling through movie options. The noises next door are thankfully absent tonight. Guess the lovebirds have already passed out from their exertions.
“You’re still not wearing a shirt,” RJ remarks when we’re both settled into bed, the bowl of popcorn between us.
“Nope. No shirt.”
“What are all your, um, tattoos about?”
RJ’s not looking at me; he’s staring at me. I can feel the heat of his gaze as I nervously scroll through movie options without even reading them.
