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Right?
Jude would definitely have said we needed our heads examined, but he wasn’t actually being helpful sorting out Gareth’s questions. If it came down to a choice between smiling guy and Jude or just leaving Gareth confused…well.
“Do you want to…I mean…” Was there a good way to ask all the weird questions running around in my head? “Do you want to explore the spanking thing with him? To help clear up your questions, I mean.”
That hadn’t sounded like I was talking about him getting off from it, right?
I thought that might be the goal, maybe, but I wasn’t sure this was the time to ask that part.
Gareth didn’t seem to take it that way, so I told myself not to worry as he shrugged. “He’s nice and he smiles. He didn’t think it was weird to be confused about either. He didn’t make me feel stupid? I think that’s important. Right?”
Okay, those were all good points.
Jude kind of made both of us feel stupid when he growled and protected Brady from God only knew what.
They were kind of weird.
“But Brady’s attracted to Jude. I think that’s one of the key pieces.” It certainly helped, but I really didn’t understand what Brady saw in him.
He was so grumpy.
But what else was important besides attraction?
Oh.
“That and trust.” And being a sub, but I left that part out because I wasn’t completely sure about it. “Are you attracted to him?”
I wasn’t sure how I felt about the way Gareth immediately nodded, but he made the shit in my head even more confused when he jumped right into his next question. “Are you? He said we were doing this together because…well, something about family.”
What the fuck had happened?
“Do you want me to find him attractive?” That didn’t seem like a reasonable question, so more words just kept rambling out. “We don’t date the same people.”
Yes, we were both gay, much to our families’ frustrations, but we’d never dated the same people even accidentally.
Shrugging, Gareth didn’t seem concerned. “We don’t date at all.”
Okay, technically, he had a point.
“He…he seemed to think we were dating.” I wasn’t sure where I was trying to lead the conversation but that seemed to be important. “We’re not.”
Gareth just shrugged again. “I don’t think he’ll mind.”
What was going through his fucking brain?
Was it just the topic that made him so frustrating?
Had our parents ignoring us too much growing up finally fried his brain?
“Do you mind?” At the very least we needed to make sure the weird neighbor wasn’t going to fuck up our life too much before we went out to dinner with him.
No questions were worth screwing up our friendship…and Brady would tattle on us to his mother if we made everything all dramatic around the apartment.
He had no filter whatsoever.
“You’re my best friend.” Gareth frowned, not seeming to understand what I was worried about. It made me feel good and confused all at the same time. “I don’t mind not dating you.”
For fuck’s sake.
