Page 73 of No One Else

Me:Any plans Monday night?

Evan:With you I’m hoping.

I grin, asking Morgan, “Is Monday good?”

“Sure, whatever,” she replies, putting her headphones on and settling in under the covers, already focused on her laptop.

Me:What would you say to a whole few hours to ourselves in my room that night?

Evan:What about Morgan?

Me:She’ll be at the library. I already cleared it with her. And this time... I have some things I’d like to do to you.

Evan:Please enlighten me. I’d really love to hear your plans... in detail.

I can just imagine the impish grin he has on his face. I glance over at Morgan, not paying attention to me at all.

Me:Are we sexting right now?

Evan:Fuck yeah, we are.

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IGET UP OFF THE COUCH, passing by Dad in his recliner, tuned in to his steady diet of basketball this time of year, and head into the bathroom with my phone in hand. It’s the only place in the house he won’t bother me. Even my room isn’t off-limits to him. But I guess he realizes a man’s time in the john is sacred.

Another text comes in from Natalie and I lock the door behind me, needing the extra precaution for what I have planned.

Natalie:Morgan’s right next to me so I can’t do anything... but I’d be happy to tell you what I’d like to do to you.

Me:Go on...

Natalie:Well, you’ll come over Monday and I can pretend like we’re going to sit and hang out a bit, but I really just want to jump you, strip you down, and take your cock in my hand.

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