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“Yeah, some of these were done by friends who were just starting out. Would not recommend.”

“Yeah, I get that.”

“You’re still young. You have a lot you need to experience…”

“I’m old enough, Dean. I’ve lived lifetimes with the childhood I had. I’m happy to be an old soul.”

“Tell me about your parents.”

“Do I have to?”

He huffs a laugh. “I guess if you don’t want to, you don’t need to.”

“I mean, I guess I can.” I sigh, my fingers tracing the lines of his chest. “My mom and dad are…cold. Self-centered. They were gone a lot. Kids were more of a nuisance to them than anything. I spent a lot of time raising myself and Amanda.”

“Fuck.”

“Yeah, and you know…when I realized I was gay, that was another issue entirely. They didn’t like it. Couldn’t accept it, like it was somehow a reflection on them.”

“They’re assholes then.”

“Yeah, they are. What was it like when Ben came out to you?”

“It was…well, I guess I always knew. I just gave him a hug. Told him I was proud of him for telling me.”

I sigh dreamily. “You’re a great dad.”

“I mean, I could be better, but yeah, I try.”

“I don’t think you need to be better. I think you’re amazing.”

I do. I think everything about him is wonderful. Might be rose-colored glasses I’m wearing, but fuck it. Dean has always been perfect in my eyes. From the way he treats his customers, to how he interacts with his son, and how he fucked me just minutes ago.

He can do no wrong.

I inhale him, my eyes drooping slightly from exhaustion and pure contentment.

“I’m going to rest my eyes for a bit,” I murmur, burying my face in his armpit and throwing my leg over his.

“All right. Get some sleep, Avery.”

“I’m not going to sleep. I’m just…well, I’m just resting is all.”

He chuckles lowly. “Whatever you say.”

My eyes close and without another word, I fall fast asleep.

When I wake up the next morning, I see the bed is empty and a messily scrawled note is sitting on the end table.

Off to work. Be back later.

I frown. He doesn’t go into work today. I know because I saw his schedule. I help make his schedule. So it’s me then. I’m the reason he’s run away.

I sit up and scrub my face. I can’t believe he managed to sneak outwithout me noticing. I must have really been dead to the world. I mean, wouldn’t anyone? After that fucking?

Not expected at all and yet so perfect.

I stand up and the twinge in my ass is noticeable. I didn’t get a good look at Dean’s hard dick because he was behind me when he stuck the tip in, but I know it’s big and thick. It will split me wide open when he finally gives it all to me. I’ll ache so good.

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