Page 76 of Full Service

I let out a horrified laugh and then toss a napkin at him.

“Wipe your face, old man. You have ketchup on your chin.”

He doesn’t wipe it up, just lets it sit.

God, this man is going to be the death of me.

Him and Everly.

“So, how’s your love life?” he asks me. “LoveJoy showed up the other day with another man on his arm. When I asked him what happened to you, he said you ditched him on your date.”

“I did not ditch him. I wandered off. He was too busy with jock-man to even pay any attention to me.”

Lee grins at me, the glob of ketchup jiggling on his chin. “Ah, who did you wander off with?”

“Someone.” When he arches an eyebrow at me, I roll my eyes. “Someone that’s none of your business.”

His eyes twinkle. “Well, let me know if you want to meet my grandson. He’s quite the catch.”

“I think I’ve had enough of the dating scene,” I say, and Lee takes another large mouthful. The ketchup slips a little further down his chin.

“Let me know when you change your mind.”

I won’t. I already have enough temptation to last me until my dying day. It’s one of the reasons I’m out with Lee at his favorite diner and not back at home. Because I know that if I go back, I’m going to sit on that sofa and jack my dick. Right next to Everly’s. Our lips brushing, me fighting and losing the battle to remain professional.

I really need to stop.

It’s been a week and I haven’t been able to say no to him. Every evening, I tell my body to go to my room, but I end up sitting on the couch, pretending to watch TV until he gets home.

Then when he arrives, he lowers himself down next to me, smelling like soap after a shower, or like sweat after a long day out, and he pulls that fat cock out and fucks it with his fist.

And I can’t help but join in.

I really don’t want him feeling left out.

I’d hate for him to feel uncomfortable in my space. I told him to make himself at home.

He has.

“I won’t change my mind. I’m going to stay single.”

“You make a sad single man, Silas. You’re lonely.”

I am, and I didn’t quite realize how much until Everly moved in with me. It’s been nice having him around, even if our schedules are a little out of sync. But it’s nice to come home to him. I look forward to it.

Last night he even made me dinner.

It melted my cold, dark heart a little.

“Yeah, and what about you? Any love prospects?”

He shrugs, that deviant glint in his eyes. “Do you really want to know?”

I stare at that ketchup and shake my head. I really don’t. I’m sure it’s something that will make my stomach turn.

“Actually, I’d rather not, Lee.”

He chuckles and then proceeds to talk about ribbon dance choreography, and I just sit there nodding, my dick once more perking up at the thought of Everly.

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