stressful. Lean on them while they’re there.”
“I am. It’s just hard. I’ve depended on Brent and you through most of this.” She stops talking for a minute before she ask. “How have you been? We usually talk about what’s happening with Ally. It’s been forever since you’ve told me what’s going on in your life.”
“It’s pretty much the same as it has been. Mac and Mia finally got back together.” I’ve told Becky all about my friends. She was a little offended when I first refused to introduce Ally to them. It was hard to explain my reasoning, but she finally understood my need to keep these two worlds separate for the time being. She knows I’ll eventually mesh the two.
“That’s wonderful,” she says excitedly. “From what you’ve told me about them, it seems like they were both in pain, but still in love with each other. I’m glad it worked out for them.”
I tell her a less gruesome version of what happened between Mac and Mia. She doesn’t need to know all the gory details.
After a couple minutes of idle chitchat, I tell her, “I’ve met someone.”
“What?” she screeches loudly, and I’m forced to take the phone away from my ear.
“Damn, woman. Blow my ear out, why don’t you,” I grumble good-naturedly.
She laughs on the other end of the line. “Sorry, I’m just so excited! Who is he? What’s his name? Does this mean you’re over your fascination with Jaxon?”
Yes, I also told her all about Jaxon and my unrequited feelings toward him. She knows about the pain I’ve endured for years because my feelings were pointless.
“I’ve loved Jaxon for years, and I’ll probably always love him. For a long time it hurt to see him with so many women, but then Bailey came along, and I knew right away that they both needed each other. It didn’t hurt quite so bad. But Becs, what I feel for Jase is so much more. I knew about him before he knew me, and I was given the opportunity to know him better through his sister. We only met a week ago, but I’ve known for months that he’s it for me. There’s just something about him that draws me in and refuses to let me go. No one has ever made me feel like he does, not even Jaxon.”
I stop talking and hear a sniffle in the background. Fucking tears. I should have known this would result in tears. Becky always wanted me to meet someone and be happy like she is with Brent.
“Are you crying, Becs? Jesus, stop that shit,” I mutter.
“Oh, hush,” she cries over the line. “These are happy tears. I’m just so glad you’ve finally met someone. You deserve to be happy. You’re such a good guy, Andrew. Anyone would be lucky to have you.”
“Yeah, well, I have to agree with you there. I’m one hot, fun guy. You’d have to be fucking blind, deaf, and stupid not to love me,” I joke.
Becky laughs and the tears are forgotten, just as I planned. I don’t care if they are happy tears or not, I hate knowing she’s crying.
“Seriously, though. I’m the lucky one,” I tell her quietly.
“I think maybe y’all are both lucky. I hope I get to meet him one day.”
“You will. I promise.” And she will. Someday soon , I tell myself. “Okay, I’ve got to go. My man is currently in the shower waiting on me to come service him in all ways possible.”
“Ugh! Too much information, Andrew. Go. Have fun, but be safe. I’ll call you tomorrow and let you know what the doctors say.”
After telling her to give Ally kisses from me and to tell Brent and his family “hi,” we hang up. I shoot up off the bed and yank down my jeans, impatient to get to Jase. Now that I’ve had him, it’s going to be very difficult to keep my hands off him.
I walk to the bathroom door, and without knocking, turn the knob. My dick gets harder the closer I get to Jase.
I have a huge shower with clear glass doors. My eyes zero in on Jase’s form through the steamed-up glass. He has his head bent and one arm extended, hand resting on the wall.
“I am. It’s just hard. I’ve depended on Brent and you through most of this.” She stops talking for a minute before she ask. “How have you been? We usually talk about what’s happening with Ally. It’s been forever since you’ve told me what’s going on in your life.”
“It’s pretty much the same as it has been. Mac and Mia finally got back together.” I’ve told Becky all about my friends. She was a little offended when I first refused to introduce Ally to them. It was hard to explain my reasoning, but she finally understood my need to keep these two worlds separate for the time being. She knows I’ll eventually mesh the two.
“That’s wonderful,” she says excitedly. “From what you’ve told me about them, it seems like they were both in pain, but still in love with each other. I’m glad it worked out for them.”
I tell her a less gruesome version of what happened between Mac and Mia. She doesn’t need to know all the gory details.
After a couple minutes of idle chitchat, I tell her, “I’ve met someone.”
“What?” she screeches loudly, and I’m forced to take the phone away from my ear.
“Damn, woman. Blow my ear out, why don’t you,” I grumble good-naturedly.
She laughs on the other end of the line. “Sorry, I’m just so excited! Who is he? What’s his name? Does this mean you’re over your fascination with Jaxon?”
Yes, I also told her all about Jaxon and my unrequited feelings toward him. She knows about the pain I’ve endured for years because my feelings were pointless.
“I’ve loved Jaxon for years, and I’ll probably always love him. For a long time it hurt to see him with so many women, but then Bailey came along, and I knew right away that they both needed each other. It didn’t hurt quite so bad. But Becs, what I feel for Jase is so much more. I knew about him before he knew me, and I was given the opportunity to know him better through his sister. We only met a week ago, but I’ve known for months that he’s it for me. There’s just something about him that draws me in and refuses to let me go. No one has ever made me feel like he does, not even Jaxon.”
I stop talking and hear a sniffle in the background. Fucking tears. I should have known this would result in tears. Becky always wanted me to meet someone and be happy like she is with Brent.
“Are you crying, Becs? Jesus, stop that shit,” I mutter.
“Oh, hush,” she cries over the line. “These are happy tears. I’m just so glad you’ve finally met someone. You deserve to be happy. You’re such a good guy, Andrew. Anyone would be lucky to have you.”
“Yeah, well, I have to agree with you there. I’m one hot, fun guy. You’d have to be fucking blind, deaf, and stupid not to love me,” I joke.
Becky laughs and the tears are forgotten, just as I planned. I don’t care if they are happy tears or not, I hate knowing she’s crying.
“Seriously, though. I’m the lucky one,” I tell her quietly.
“I think maybe y’all are both lucky. I hope I get to meet him one day.”
“You will. I promise.” And she will. Someday soon , I tell myself. “Okay, I’ve got to go. My man is currently in the shower waiting on me to come service him in all ways possible.”
“Ugh! Too much information, Andrew. Go. Have fun, but be safe. I’ll call you tomorrow and let you know what the doctors say.”
After telling her to give Ally kisses from me and to tell Brent and his family “hi,” we hang up. I shoot up off the bed and yank down my jeans, impatient to get to Jase. Now that I’ve had him, it’s going to be very difficult to keep my hands off him.
I walk to the bathroom door, and without knocking, turn the knob. My dick gets harder the closer I get to Jase.
I have a huge shower with clear glass doors. My eyes zero in on Jase’s form through the steamed-up glass. He has his head bent and one arm extended, hand resting on the wall.
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