Page 60 of Accidentally Falling For My Best Friend
Oakley
It isn’t the saaaame.
I laugh aloud as I picture him rolling his eyes.
Oakley
So, how was the flight? Did you have any trouble getting there on time after getting up late?
I’d sent him a quick update on our way to the airport, but didn’t have time for details. I hate lying to him, but the truth is, there’s nothing Oak could do to help me with the forgotten insulin and other supplies. You’re not supposed to put insulin in checked luggage because the temperature can’t be maintained as well as in a carry-on, but I confirmed I didn’t have any back-ups of my other supplies as well.
It’s not like I could walk into a pharmacy and get more. You need a prescription, and even if I tried to call my doctor now, it’s Christmas Eve, their office is closed, and I’d hate to bother whoever is on-call to attempt to get one sent here where the pharmacies are probably also closed. On our drive from the airport, I was reminded it’s normal for businesses in the south to just close down on Sundays and holidays, even gas stations, so I’m sure the drug stores have similar hours.
I’ll be fine. I still have the insulin in my pump. So, I don’t tell Oakley about forgetting the medical stuff, but that does remind me, I need a phonecharger.
Parker
We got to our gate after our boarding group had been called, but we made it. We’re at Aspen’s parents’ place now. I did forget to pack my phone charger this morning, though, so I need to see if Aspen has an extra one.
Oakley
Damn, that’s annoying. Glad you made it okay.
Oakley
I miss you.
Fuck.Those three words make my heart race. Ever since he casually mentioned wanting to kiss me on Thanksgiving, I feel like I’ve been reading into his every move, every word, trying to figure out if he’s acting and speaking like we’re just best friends who hook up or if there’s a chance he could be feeling the same way about me that I do for him.
I know we couldn’t publicly date without me risking everything, but I can’t help it. I want to know if Oakley might reciprocate even a sliver of the love I feel for him. It took me over twenty years to find out I was attracted to my best friend. I’m all but convinced that he’s the only one who could ever make me feel like this.
Every moment of my life that’s been spent with Oak is better for it. He’s added so much sunshine to even my darkest days. Since the first conversation we had when we met, I’ve been happier, felt less alone in the world, and it’s entirely because of him. There’s no one else on Earth who could make me feel safer, more secure in who I am, and more appreciated than Oakley does.
Add in how fucking turned on he makes me now that I know I’m attracted to him. How the moment we’re alone, I want to tear off his clothes and kiss every inch of his body, how I want him inside of me, connected as much as physically possible. Even if we’re destined to be with other people, I know I’mlucky to have experienced this kind of connection with someone at all.
Parker
Miss you too, have fun with your family. I have to shower and get ready to meet the parents.
Oakley
Fuuuuck, don’t tell me you’re about to be naked when I’m not allowed to sneak away and video chat.
Damn, that sounds hot. Oak and I are always together, so there’s never been a need to video call or send each other dirty texts, but the idea has blood rushing to my cock.
Parker
Next time.
I have no idea how long Aspen’s parents’ church thing is, so I end up rushing through my shower and get ready quickly. She comes back to get me and offers a tour of the house, and I appreciate that it’s a very practical tour meant to help me get around the place, rather than focusing on any of the expensive decor or design. After it’s done, we decide to sit outside by the pool.
We grab some water to drink, and she tells me more about what to expect with her parents. She doesn’t have any siblings, but she does have a few cousins who will be joining us for the formal Christmas brunch tomorrow morning. She doesn’t get along with any of them, explaining that her dad and his brother always pinned them against each other, trying to always have their kid be the best. The cousins are also the ones who would get more money from the trust if Aspen is cut-off, and she hates that her money will likely end up in their ungrateful hands.
When her parents get home, it’s nearly dinner time. Between the travel and the time change, we skipped lunch,and I’m starving. Her family has a personal chef who we met on our tour. They’ve been inside preparing dinner, but they left as soon as it was ready.
After introductions, we all sit down in a very formal dining room, and my stomach makes an obnoxious sound, letting everyone at the table know just how hungry I am. Dinner is a meatloaf with asparagus, so the main source of carbs would be whatever sauce they’re serving with both, and if they used breadcrumbs in the loaf. I should have asked the chef for an ingredient list before they left, but I have a headache, probably from how little I’ve eaten today, and it’s made me a little foggy mentally.
The food tastes great, though, and I’m tempted to ask for more when I finish, still not really feeling full. I make an educated guess on the amount of carbs. Since I've been diabetic for so long, it’s second nature to me, and I program my pump with how much insulin I need.
