Page 55 of Bull's Boy

Malcolm shook his head. “I just can’t believe I’m having this conversation, but here goes nothing. No, he doesn’t have a micro penis, but I’m not going to tell you how big it is,” he quickly added when Ollie’s mouth opened, and he slumped with disappointment. “But, um, yeah. It’s… large.”

Emmett snickered at his awkwardness, hiding behind his menu, and CJ chuckled too. The traitor.

“Fine,” Ollie said, dragging the word out. “Next question.”

“Wait, no. And Ididn’tlie when you asked me last Saturday.” He glanced around before adding, “I didn’t see it for the first time until that night. How, um, how did you find out things between us had changed?”

“Six said that Bull was being quieter than normal, but he didn’t seem sad like he has the last few times he’d seen him.”

Malcolm’s stomach flipped, and he placed his hands over his midsection to hold it in place. He hated the idea that Bull had been sad, especially knowing that it was probably because of him. Because he had been developing feelings for Malcolm and thinking they would never be reciprocated.

“Wow,” CJ said, laying down his menu and pushing it back to the middle. “Says something when Six, of all people, notices that someone is quiet.”

Ollie ignored him except to flip him the bird. “So I texted Emmett—because Six wouldn’t just flat out ask Bull—and he asked his boyfriend, who is also at Marv’s, to ask Bull, and he confirmed you two were together.”

He was pretty sure he’d followed most of that.

“Is he your first guy?” Ollie asked brightly.

“You really don’t have any kind of filter, do you?” Dahlia said as she approached their table, and Malcolm sank farther down in his seat. At least it had been her and not Trisha covering this section.

“Yes, I do,” Ollie said, like he was repeating something he had said often. “It’s just not as strong as other people would like.”

Dahlia just laughed, took their orders, and left again. Three pairs of expectant eyes turned on Malcolm.

Swallowing, he nodded. “How did you know?”

Ollie shrugged. “Educated guess. At the clubhouse, you had mentioned a breakup with a woman and had seemed genuinely shocked when I asked you about Bull’s dick. How are you handling things?”

“Okay, I guess,” Malcolm said, rubbing his hands on his thighs. “The weirdest part has been hownotweird it is, if that makes sense. It was like once I let myself actually think about the possibility, it just seemed so obvious and natural between us.”

He glanced up and found three smiling, nodding faces.

“We totally get that feeling,” Ollie said. Emmett nodded enthusiastically.

When he glanced at CJ, he grinned and said, “My love story is more of a slow burn than these two if you start from when we exchanged our first letters.”

Malcolm’s eyes popped wide. “Exchanged letters? Like, on paper and through the mail?”

CJ nodded, his face turning wistful. “For nine months, Tank and I only communicated that way while he was in prison down in Louisiana.”

Malcolm wasn’t sure how to process that and didn’t want to offend his new friend. “That’s… cool. I’m happy for you two.”

Thankfully, Dahlia swooped past, depositing drinks in front of each of them, and then disappeared again. Once she was gone, Malcolm glanced around to make sure no one had been seated near them and then turned back to the others.

“So, um, you and Six…”

Ollie took a long drag of his lemonade, then set the glass down. “Are K-I-S-S-I-N-Ging,” he confirmed.

CJ laughed. “You guys definitely do more than kiss.”

“We definitely do.” Ollie sighed dreamily. “That man is a dick wizard.” Emmett made a sort of squeaking noise, and Ollie pinched his cheek like he was a small child doing something adorable. “God, I love when Rooster lets you out to play with us.”

Emmett brushed his hand away, looking pleased instead of insulted.

“Right,” Malcolm said, swallowing down his nerves. If he was going to ask anyone about this, Ollie was the person to do it. He’d been almost uncomfortably open about his and Six’s relationship since about five minutes after they’d met. “Um, so you, like… call him Daddy sometimes?”

It was possible he’d have heat stroke from embarrassment, and he couldn’t quite meet Ollie’s eyes after putting his question out there, but he still saw him turn to look at CJ and Emmett.When he refocused on Malcolm, there was a guardedness to his expression that he wasn’t used to and seemed out of place on the gregarious man.

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