Page 77 of Slick Handling

Griffin is a stray that I fed a little attention to and never got rid of. Which was fine because he was my best friend. My best friend who doesn’t know how to whisper and speaks in the weirdest raspy soft shout voice I’ve ever heard.

“You slept in the nest!” I glare at him, watching the way Clover’s cheeks turn pink from the couch she is sitting on with Mama Joy.

She definitely heard him.

It’s amazing he lasted a whole meal without talking about this. It should be considered an act of some higher being that he didn’t blurt out something inappropriate when we were all eating.

“Shut up.” I actually whisper and he makes a face.

“What? I can’t hear you when you talk like that!” He hisses out and then yelps.

McKinley withdraws his fingers from Griffin’s forearm. A pink mark from where he had pinched him is visible.

He’s about to ask why he got pinched when Apollo literally shoves a popsicle in his mouth, making Griffin gag out. His hands fly up, ripping the stick out of his mouth, and looking at us all like we’re the ones who are insane.

My best friend is an idiot. But he’s my idiot and I love him.

“I don’t like the mango ones!” He snaps.

Clover appears and plucks it from his hand. She trades him for the strawberry one. His eyes watching as she licks the popsicle that was just in his mouth with rapt attention.

Honestly, we’re all being pervy on a high school level watching her lick that popsicle.

“Mhhh, I never had mango before.” Her eyes turn to Apollo as the popsicle slides back between her lips. His parents just went to make a video call to his mother since the internet at the hotel was spotty earlier. This gives us a few minutes alone with her, “Your Mama says you have a game tomorrow night. I’d like to go, but I didn’t know if that would be okay.”

The popsicle swirls around her mouth and she has no clue that we’re all harder than hell wishing we were a popsicle. The way her tongue comes out and then her top teeth drag over it because her mouth is getting too cold is so attractive.

She slides it back into her mouth and then it comes out with the most pornographic pop.

I’m thankful Mama Joy said we could have dessert here.

Apollo takes the two steps over to her, his hand fisting around the ponytail she had done up before coming downstairs for dinner. The way he tilts her head back to look at him before his mouth descends over hers, stopping just before their lips touch, and licking those orange colored lips once.

“Mango is my new favorite flavor.”

“I’m willing to try it again.” Griffin pipes up. “You know. For science.” He shrugs and then groans as Apollo properly starts kissing the Omega now.

I should have kissed her earlier.

I had over-thought it. My mind spinning out at the fact I had told her about my past. It had all overshadowed everything in my mind and I made the mistake of not kissing those perfect lips.

Maybe that’s why Griffin was my best friend. We were both idiots.

“Of course I want you at the game. My parents rented a suite for the game. You can sit with them or I can get you tickets to sit closer.” He sits down, gently pulling her into his lap.

The community popsicle gets sucked into his mouth and now I have to make sure that Griffin got tested before the Omega came into our life or we’re all going to get a case of Mono.

“I like your family. I’d like to sit with them.” If there was anything to secure Apollo’s heart it would be what she just said.

He’s a big family guy. His family means a lot to him and he cares about keeping a good relationship with them. The only reason that he didn’t try to get drafted closer to them is because we were finishing school and also our Beta has a very close relationship with his family.

I think Griffin and I are the outsiders with the lack of family.

Apollo nuzzles her neck, kissing her softly on her scent gland. He’s gentle with her. Out of all of the Alpha’s he is the most steady with how he acts with her. Everyone is acting like they’re courting her but he acts like they’ve been dating forever.

It’s nice.

“You’re going to need to go to bed soon, sweetness. My Mama is going to want to spend all day spoiling you tomorrow.” Apollo swallows and shifts, his hand holding her back steady as he moves.

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