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“Dick,” I grind out.

“You love my dick.” He laughs. “Wanna see it? I can get hard for you again.”

Before I answer, my mother calls my name.

“Give me a minute,” I yell.

“Hey, babe, I have to go. I’ll call you after I eat. You need a proper view of our house.”

“Oh,” Nate says. “Remind me to tell you about Parker the next time we talk.”

“What about Parker?”

He smirks and ends the call.

ChapterTwenty-Four

NATE

Parker entersmy room and shuts the door. On our walk around campus, he admitted something I never expected.

He’s bisexual.

At first, I thought he was trying to take Rive’s place. I even told him to fuck off. But then, he explained that he was struggling with his sexuality and wanted to talk to someone who understood.

He drags the computer chair near the bed and sits, staring at me. I lean back against the headboard, hands behind my head, wondering what the hell he wants.

Parker slides his fingers through his messy, black curls and sighs. “Can we go to Glitter? I want to see Dean and Ollie again.”

“Yeah, I guess.”

Last week, I took him to Glitter. Parker was like a kid in a candy store, dancing with anyone who humped his ass. Then, he met Dean and Ollie.

Parker licks his lips. “I like Dean and Ollie. The last time… they mentioned doing stuff in a private room. And I kinda want to do it.”

“You know they do that for a living, right? It would just be dancing or sex or whatever they offered you.”

He shrugs. “I don’t care.”

“Parker has a crush,” I say, smirking. “How cute?”

“Shut up.” Parker leans forward, his big body dwarfing the chair. “I’m not as brave as you and River. I still don’t know how you guys did that in front of everyone. But I need to, you know… experiment. See if this is what I really want before I come out.”

“It was an accident. And I was delirious. But I’m glad it happened.”

“I can’t tell my dad,” he whispers. “Or the guys. I just… I don’t want them to look at me differently.”

“No one cares about River and me.”

“Yeah, but you’re you… and he’s River Rousseau. You guys can get away with a lot.”

“You’d be surprised. Give them a chance. I’ve had more love than hate. But you will get the hate. Don’t be surprised if someone shouts a gay slur at you.”

He nods. “I’m not going around campus punching people like you.”

“That asshole deserved it. No one gets to talk shit about River.”

People have approached me on campus since we came out to the world. Most offer the usual congratulatory words or tell me how brave I am. The women we fucked asked for another round.

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