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Drew moved closer. “So… you don’t want to talk about it?”
I looked up at him. “You guys are gay. I’ve been around gay men my whole life. I don’t have any issues with the fact Luke is gay. It’s a little confusing as to why I was never attracted to a man before, but honestly… I think people change. Maybe he’s the right person at the right time, and he happens to be a man.” I shrugged. “I promise I’m not having second thoughts about that part of it.”
“And you understand about safe sex,” Drew stated, as if he hadn’t lectured us all a million times as teens. “And anal—”
“Can we… not do this right now? Luke is seriously going to be here any minute. Also? I’m not sixteen.”
Gage snickered. “Don’t worry. I’ll send you some links to some videos about bottoming. That’ll set you up just right.”
Knox sighed. “Don’t even think about it, especially if it’s the one you tried to get me to watch the other night. That would make him turtle up and never want sex again.”
Gage’s eyes narrowed. “That was just between you and me. And I’ll remember this the next time you imply you want to get a little freaky—”
“Okie-dokie!” Marco snapped, cutting him off with a giant fake smile full of teeth. “Welcome, Luke, we’re so glad you’re here.”
I buried my face in my hands and groaned. It seemed as if Emma was the only one who’d heard the doorbell ring.
“Thanks for having me,” Luke said in his friendly, polite voice. I looked up at him and smiled. How could anyone not smile with him around? He was sunshine personified.
“Hey,” I said, standing up to give him a hug. “Did everyone finally leave?”
Luke’s body relaxed against mine after a beat, and I held him tightly for as long as I could. He smelled like soap, and the ends of his hair were still damp from a shower.
“Yeah,” he sighed. “Long day, huh?”
I pulled back and pressed a kiss to the edge of his lips. “Mm. Definitely. But a good one.”
His face lit up. “So good. I still can’t believe how fast everything has happened. It’s like… it’s like I have the fairy-tale farmhouse of my dreams. I can’t wrap my head around it. Everyone’s been so nice and generous with their time.”
I nudged him into the chair next to mine and then sat down beside him. “Everyone seemed happy to help, and the place looks amazing. Your mom’s going to love it.”
Drew came over and squeezed Luke’s shoulder. “Can I get you some beer? Wine? Maybe a little toke to start your night off right?”
Em shook her head. “Not sure Mr. Williams is the weed-smoking type, Uncle Drew.”
“Shame,” Marco muttered under his breath.
“Wine would be great?” Luke said, looking around. “Unless I’m the only one. Water’s fine, too.”
Before I could stand up again, Drew waved me off and grabbed the bottle to pour Luke a glass.
Gage apologized for leaving before finishing planting the bulbs he’d brought, and Luke insisted it wasn’t a problem.
“After you left, Mr. Avery brought this awesome bulb-planting tool and showed me how to use it. It’s got like a hollow shaft that’s a blade. You have to really slam it down into the ground hard.” He demonstrated with his hands, slamming the heel of his palm against his other hand. The sound of his skin smacking seemed to fill the kitchen with heat. “If you do it right, shove hard enough, it makes a nice channel for your bulb.”
I swallowed. When I spoke, my voice cracked. “S-sounds good.”
Gage lifted his eyebrows. “I’ll bet it does.”
Knox nodded. “We need to plant some things now that I think of it.”
Emma’s forehead crinkled. “We run an orchard and kitchen garden. We plant stuff all the t—”
Marco cut her off. “Dinner’s ready. Let’s eat.”
My mouth watered, but it wasn’t for Marco’s special chicken.
Dinner was excruciating. Luke had inadvertently woken my dick up, which wasn’t surprising considering how unsatisfying the past three weeks had been sexually. We’d had plenty of stolen moments and even some shared orgasms, but I was beyond ready for more. I didn’t need more in the sense of going further than a frot or mutual hand job, but more in the sense of being naked together all night without fear of being interrupted.
