Page 17 of Lost Boy
It might work on him because he’s new to this, and Sofie hates to lose. But he doesn’t listen and continues to annihilate her character inMortal Kombat, ending with a nasty fatality. Sofia screams.
“Fallon!Ohmygod!You just tore my spine outta my body by my head!What is that?” she cries dramatically as if she hasn’t already seen it happen a hundred other times.
“Sofie. Chill,” I say, laughing as I stroll into his bedroom and plop down on the bed, squishing Fallon between us.
“Ew! Ry! You stink, and you’re all sweaty! Get off of Fallon’s bed and go shower! So rude!” she huffs, backing out of the game and scrolling through the other choices. I told Joel to keep my PS5 in here for Fallon. I have one at Dad’s house anyway. I figured any dude would like it, and I wasn’t wrong. He’s pretty good.
Ignoring my somewhat annoying little sister, I talk directly to Fallon. “Your uncle said we’re having pizza tonight, so we could order Chinese on Friday before the party. You like sweet and sour chicken? Beef and broccoli? We can get whatever. Think about it. And don’t worry about the party,” I reassure him. “My friends are cool, and I’ll stay by your side.”
“Okay, you big, lovable dork-of-a-big-brother. Go cleanse your mind, body, and soul, would ya?”
Fallon snorts, and I roll my eyes at her.
“I like Chinese,” is all he says, but it’s progress. And by Friday, I’m sure we’ll be having full, deep-as-fuck conversations.
“Cool,” I agree casually, although I’m so fucking excited to hang out with him all night Friday. Cole’s parties are always a good time. “I get next round when I’m out of the shower. Me versus Fallon,” I say, pushing up from the bed, realizing I might actually smell like a locker room.
Our arms brush, and my bare skin tingles. I stare at him for a beat too long in front of my little sister. “I’ll be right back,” I mumble in a low voice, and he sucks his bottom lip into his mouth, chewing on that silver hoop that’s been tempting me nonstop.
“I’m gonna call Katie,” Sofia declares, standing up and dropping her controller on the bed. She turns to Fallon first. “Good game, sir. I’m no poor sport.” And then she bows before spinning on her heel and strutting from the room.
“Don’t eat all the pizza, big bro,” she says on her way past me.
Fallon doesn’t say anything, just continues to sit there.
“Still wanna play when I get out?” I ask, just to make sure he’s not tired or something.
He nods, but I’m going to start needing more of a response pretty soon.
“Yeah?” I question, just to get him to answer.
“Yeah.”
“Cool. See ya in ten.” I sniff both pits. “Make that fifteen,” I say teasingly with a giant grin.
Fallon snorts again and even shakes his head this time.
Hell yeah! I’m growing on him. I know it.
I leave Fallon’s room and head straight to the bathroom, eager to get back and play video games with him.
* * *
I left my bag downstairs, but I’m pretty sure I still have some sweatpants in the dresser in Fallon’s room. I meant to clear out the bottom drawer but forgot to do it. And now it’s paying off.
I knock lightly before I push the door open, walking into his room with just a white bath towel wrapped low around my hips.
His eyes do a double take and scour my body, and I have to bite back my grin. I’m dying to know if he’s gay, but I wouldn’t ask. Not yet, at least.
“Think I still have some sweats I meant to clear outta here.” I cross in front of the TV to the dresser next to it while Fallon plays some RPG. I squat down and pull the mostly empty drawer open, grabbing an armful of things and standing back up, realizing too late that I don’t have a hold on my towel with my hands not free.
It falls to the ground, and I show my ass to Fallon. I’m talking full-moon, butt-ass, no underwear, dick hanging between my legs,bareass.
I hear a sharp intake of breath and quickly drop my clothes to grab the towel and wrap it securely around my waist before confronting the shocked boy behind me.
“Whoops,” is all I say, looking sheepish. At least he didn’t see my dick.
His normally tired, half-lidded eyes are wide open, and his mouth is slightly agape.
