Page 46 of Wrecked Rose

Dreamboat Danbrook:I wanted to ask you about porn.

I sit up in the bed, scratching my head, not quite believing what I’m reading.Um.Jeez. It’s a good thing this isn’t the set of text messages Daph and Scarlett read.

Me:What exactly are you asking me?

Dreamboat Danbrook:Sorry. Gay porn in particular.

I look around my room as if I’m in the middle of a dream and I’m going to wake up at any moment.

Me:That’s still not a question, Legendary.

Me:Have you been watching gay porn?

Dreamboat Danbrook:I, uh, conducted an experiment.

Me:Did you, now?

Holy shit. I guess I know why he’s not sleeping. He’s probably been so busy contemplating his reaction to whatever he watched that sleep wasn’t in the cards.

Dreamboat Danbrook:I did.

Me:Should I ask?

Several minutes go by, and I wonder if he’s working up the courage to say something. Finally, another text comes in.

Dreamboat Danbrook:Fuck, why is this so hard?

And because I’m Max Sutton, I can’t even help my automatic response.

Me:That’s what he said.

Me:Fuck, sorry. I can’t stop myself sometimes.

Dreamboat Danbrook:LOL

Me:Sorry. Go ahead. Promise I’ve probably heard it all.

Dreamboat Danbrook:Uh, so I was curious how I would respond to different kinds of porn. I guess I was wondering if you watch all kinds or only gay porn.

Me:Calling you.

The phone rings three times before Griff finally picks up. There’s a definite throat clearing before he roughly says, “Hey.” His deep voice is like a shot right to my dick. I fucking love it.

“Hey. I thought this would be easier.”

All is quiet on Griff’s end of the phone.

I laugh, “Or not.”

He grumbles. “Sorry. I—”

“No, it’s my fault. I called.” Rubbing a hand over my face, I groan. “Listen, Griff. You can ask me whatever you want. No matter what. To sort of answer your question, I mostly watch gay porn, yeah.” I hesitate for a second. “But that’s me. And there’s not really a right or wrong answer—you should watch whatever gets you going. That’s kind of what porn is designed for.”

“What would you say if all of it did something for me?”

I shrug, not that he can see me. “I’d say you probably like both men and women, and that’s okay.” I hesitate, not knowing what more he needs from me.

His inhale of breath on the other end of the phone is audible. “Max, would now be a good time to tell you Daph is probably going to be calling you in a bit?”

---