lost.
“We should go in,” Flynn says, clearing his throat.
“Yeah, we should.”
In the house, neither of us mentions a word about what happened out on the porch. There’s no need for discussion; we both know this is huge. Flynn—a guy—touched me, and I didn’t have a meltdown.
Maybe there is hope for me, after all. Like real hope that I can have a normal relationship. I feel more like myself now than I have in a long time. So maybe this is the family I needed all along to help me reach this point.
And then there are my feelings for Flynn. Maybe Flynn is more than just the here and now. Maybe he’s my future.
Flynn
J aynie and I change into shorts, but before we head back out, I check to see if the lock on the door to the kitchen is unlatched. Sometimes Mrs. Lowry forgets to lock it when she goes out for a full day. There’s never much food to raid, but the nutrition bars are always there.
Today, unfortunately for us, the kitchen is locked. “That fucking bitch,” I mumble.
Jaynie flicks the padlock. “Looks like Crafty Lo remembered this time.”
I shake my head. “Nah, this is Allison’s doing.”
Jaynie bites her lip and eyes me curiously. “Why do you think it was her?”
I am not about to fill her in on how many of Allison’s advances I’ve dodged this past month, nor how jealous Allison has become of Jaynie. She wants me more than ever these days. It’s her underhanded way to stick it to the pretty, new waif-like girl. It’s fairly obvious to everyone in this house that Jaynie likes me. And that’s cool. I kind of like her, too.
Okay, I have to be honest—I really like Jaynie. And if I ever needed confirmation, I got that out there on the porch. Something happened out there, a breakthrough for Jaynie. And something more, something between us. Shit, I am in so deep with her now.
Like I wasn’t before? Yeah, right. Quit lying to yourself, Flynn.
My feelings for the new girl stopped me from getting a blow job the other day, and that’s saying a lot. Allison, bypassing her usual innuendo, flat-out offered. And hell, I’d be lying if I didn’t admit I seriously considered it. See, Allison has these big, pillowy lips, and a part of me would have liked nothing more than to have that mean whore down on her knees, sucking me off.
I couldn’t do it, though. If I had it would have felt like a betrayal to Jaynie. See, in deep. Eh, who cares? Jaynie is amazing, and beautiful, and witty, and her soul is more than good.
Speaking of which, as the object of my affection waits for an answer to her question, I stand at the padlocked door, grinning like a fool. She must think I’m crazy.
Shrugging, I play it off. “Never mind, it’s not important. Let’s go back outside.”
She lets it drop with an, “Okay, Flynn.”
The girl is easy-going like that. For all her issues, she’s far from high-maintenance.
Back in the fields we catch up to Mandy and the twins. As soon as Cody sees me, he runs over and hops up in my arms.
“Whoa, little man. You’re getting too big to jump up on me like that.”
I’m totally teasing. Truth is Cody is below normal height and weight for a boy his age, side effects of a lack of proper nutrition.
Placing his thumb in his mouth—and reminding me far too much of Galen—he puts his head on my shoulder. “Sorry,” he mumbles.
I pat him on the back. “Aww, you’re good, buddy. I was just joking.”
He leans back, his big eyes meeting mine. “Where you go, Flynnie?” he asks.
“Jaynie and I went inside to change into shorts. What are you guys doing out here? You come up with any new games?”
Excited, he replies, “Yeah, we did. We play Hide and Go Seek now. Wanna play?”
“Sure.”
Cody peers over my shoulder to where Jaynie is standing. “Jaynie play, too?” he asks quietly.
Spinning around with Cody in my arms, I face Jaynie. “I don’t know, bud. Let’s ask her.”
Turns out, Jaynie is up for playing Hide and Go Seek. For the
“We should go in,” Flynn says, clearing his throat.
“Yeah, we should.”
In the house, neither of us mentions a word about what happened out on the porch. There’s no need for discussion; we both know this is huge. Flynn—a guy—touched me, and I didn’t have a meltdown.
Maybe there is hope for me, after all. Like real hope that I can have a normal relationship. I feel more like myself now than I have in a long time. So maybe this is the family I needed all along to help me reach this point.
And then there are my feelings for Flynn. Maybe Flynn is more than just the here and now. Maybe he’s my future.
Flynn
J aynie and I change into shorts, but before we head back out, I check to see if the lock on the door to the kitchen is unlatched. Sometimes Mrs. Lowry forgets to lock it when she goes out for a full day. There’s never much food to raid, but the nutrition bars are always there.
Today, unfortunately for us, the kitchen is locked. “That fucking bitch,” I mumble.
Jaynie flicks the padlock. “Looks like Crafty Lo remembered this time.”
I shake my head. “Nah, this is Allison’s doing.”
Jaynie bites her lip and eyes me curiously. “Why do you think it was her?”
I am not about to fill her in on how many of Allison’s advances I’ve dodged this past month, nor how jealous Allison has become of Jaynie. She wants me more than ever these days. It’s her underhanded way to stick it to the pretty, new waif-like girl. It’s fairly obvious to everyone in this house that Jaynie likes me. And that’s cool. I kind of like her, too.
Okay, I have to be honest—I really like Jaynie. And if I ever needed confirmation, I got that out there on the porch. Something happened out there, a breakthrough for Jaynie. And something more, something between us. Shit, I am in so deep with her now.
Like I wasn’t before? Yeah, right. Quit lying to yourself, Flynn.
My feelings for the new girl stopped me from getting a blow job the other day, and that’s saying a lot. Allison, bypassing her usual innuendo, flat-out offered. And hell, I’d be lying if I didn’t admit I seriously considered it. See, Allison has these big, pillowy lips, and a part of me would have liked nothing more than to have that mean whore down on her knees, sucking me off.
I couldn’t do it, though. If I had it would have felt like a betrayal to Jaynie. See, in deep. Eh, who cares? Jaynie is amazing, and beautiful, and witty, and her soul is more than good.
Speaking of which, as the object of my affection waits for an answer to her question, I stand at the padlocked door, grinning like a fool. She must think I’m crazy.
Shrugging, I play it off. “Never mind, it’s not important. Let’s go back outside.”
She lets it drop with an, “Okay, Flynn.”
The girl is easy-going like that. For all her issues, she’s far from high-maintenance.
Back in the fields we catch up to Mandy and the twins. As soon as Cody sees me, he runs over and hops up in my arms.
“Whoa, little man. You’re getting too big to jump up on me like that.”
I’m totally teasing. Truth is Cody is below normal height and weight for a boy his age, side effects of a lack of proper nutrition.
Placing his thumb in his mouth—and reminding me far too much of Galen—he puts his head on my shoulder. “Sorry,” he mumbles.
I pat him on the back. “Aww, you’re good, buddy. I was just joking.”
He leans back, his big eyes meeting mine. “Where you go, Flynnie?” he asks.
“Jaynie and I went inside to change into shorts. What are you guys doing out here? You come up with any new games?”
Excited, he replies, “Yeah, we did. We play Hide and Go Seek now. Wanna play?”
“Sure.”
Cody peers over my shoulder to where Jaynie is standing. “Jaynie play, too?” he asks quietly.
Spinning around with Cody in my arms, I face Jaynie. “I don’t know, bud. Let’s ask her.”
Turns out, Jaynie is up for playing Hide and Go Seek. For the
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