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Parker:Jesus Christ

Ethan:Is that turning you on to think about?

Parker:Are you fucking kidding? Of course it is! Now I’m thinking all sorts of dirty things about you.

Ethan:We’re just getting started with the conversations

Parker:Can’t tell if that’s a promise or a threat

I sent the sameSchitt’s Creek“both” GIF back to him.

Ethan:What about eating my cum? Gross you out or turn you on?

Parker:[GIF of someone slamming a button labeled “on”]

Parker:Revising my hell no to spit and cum being ok. No to any other fluids.

Ethan:If I were with you right now, I’d give your dick a nice, long stroke for being honest

Parker:Guess I’ll have to do it myself

Ethan:Are you touching yourself right now?

Parker:Of course I am. We’re talking about having sex, and you’re talking about touching my dick. Am I not supposed to be turned on?

Ethan:What do you wish I was doing to you right now?

“Who are you texting?” Ty asked right next to my ear.

I jumped and immediately turned my phone over. “Texting Parker about my conversation with Rosie today and the city council meeting.”

“I didn’t know that predatory developers were smile-worthy.” He moved around to the front of the couch and plopped across my and Dom’s laps.

Definitely couldn’t risk getting hard now because Ty would never let me live it down. I tucked my phone under my thigh.

“Come on. Tell me what you’rereallytalking about.”

I shifted uncomfortably. I wasn’t lying exactly, just withholding part of the story, which was a shitty excuse, even in my head. “Put those Bambi eyes away. They don’t work on me. I’m immune to your charms.”

“So you think I’m charming.”

My phone buzzed underneath my thigh.

Ty tried reaching for it but didn’t have any leverage in his position. “Kinda feels like you’re wearing a vibrating butt plug. Please don’t bring your sex games to our Sunday hangs.”

I huffed. “Fuck off. Get up. I’m losing circulation to my legs.”

Dom and I pushed until he fell onto the floor.

“Ow! Dicks.” He rubbed his tailbone.

We drank when Sofia began telling a story about her time back in Sicily. Austin looked at me with an odd expression. I turned away. I hated hiding things from him. Soon, I would tell the guys. I needed more time to get in control for once before they told me I was making a mistake.Again.

CHAPTER 13

PARKER

Hector:Hypothetically, if I’m sick of taking phone calls at work, can I count that as a sick day?

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