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“All right, all right. I’ll make sure he won’t have his phone until his last class. Go, and don’t think about it too much, okay?”

As if it were that easy.

*

I drove directly to Riggs’s place after my biology class was over, and although I could’ve easily gone home to take down my website, I didn’t want to surrender Dove so easily because of Cedric being a total fucking asshole.

That website was what kept me going for the past two years, and giving it up because of him being petty that I didn’t want to fuck him wasn’t worth it.

I knocked on the front door, rang the bell multiple times and even kicked it to let out my anger before I would let it out on Riggs.

The door swung open and he stood there with an angry glare. “What the fuck are you trying to achieve here?”

I crossed my arms and blew a heavy breath out of my nose. “We need to talk,” I stated.

“You should’ve called first,” he said.

“No, you should’ve called! You told me you would but you didn’t, so now I’m here to talk. Let me in.”

Instead of putting up a fight with me, which would’ve been a mistake in the first place, he stepped aside and watched me closely as I walked inside with my arms still crossed.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, sounding more concerned than he ever has before.

“Some kid at my school found out about my website, and he’s threatened to send it to Dad if I don’t have sex with him.”

He raised a brow at me and closed the door. “You still have that website up?”

I told him I would stop camming, but that didn’t mean I would delete my site and lose everything I built up on there.

Luckily, all pictures other than the banner on the page that could be seen once you clicked on the link were hidden from non-subscribers, and only had access with a password they’d receive from me personally once they added a credit card to pay.

“It will stay up, but that doesn’t mean I will keep on camming.”

“That’s not how this between us will work.”

“But this isn’t about us right now!”

“Then why the fuck are you here?”

He had a point, but there was nowhere else I wanted to be while feeling like shit.

“Because I wanted to tell you about it before Dad locks me up in my room until I’m old enough to be passed on to a retirement home.”

He studied me and sighed, pushing his hands into the pockets of his jeans. He looked good with his hair pulled back into a low man-bun I’ve never seen on him before, but I liked the way it looked on him.

His hair had grown quite a bit, and his beard was starting to hide more and more of his face.

“You should really get rid of that website then,” he suggested.

We’ve never had a conversation like this.

An honest and somewhat calm one where we were trying to figure things out together.

It was nice, and for some reason, it calmed my nerves while my heart still beat like crazy.

I looked away and furrowed my brows, not wanting to accept the fact that deleting the site might be the best resolution.

I still had about two hours until Cedric would get his phone back from Mr. Thompson, but those two hours weren’t made for me to think about it too much.

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