Page 56 of John Wilder Gets Schooled
“Hey,” Danny said, leaning against the counter, “we need to talk to you about the twins.”
“What did Chase do now?” It was always gonna be Chase, let’s be real.
Danny laughed. “Nothing, but I’m gonna tell him you said that. No, it’s their birthday next week, and talking with Chase I got the impression that nobody’s ever thrown them a party. So I thought we could have one.”
“Hell yes. What sort of party?”
Danny lifted a hand and waggled it back and forth. “Nothing fancy. Cake, some beers, couple of presents. We could fire up the grill while the weather’s still nice.”
“As soon as Gracie hears about it, you’re gonna need hats and party blowers,” I pointed out, “and probably a unicorn cake.”
Danny’s smile softened. “Yeah, of course.”
Chase would complain about the hats, but he’d secretly love it.
“Also, we were wondering if you wanted to ask Avery,” Miller chimed in, wrinkling his nose. “Unless it’s too awkward.”
“Why would it be awkward?” I asked, like an idiot.
Miller gave me what I could only describe as a courtroom stare. The sort that would have defendants curling their toes in their jail-issued slip-on shoes. “Well, since you guys are a thing now.”
I stopped with the pizza halfway to my mouth and a wheezing sound escaped me. Danny just laughed, the asshole.
And yeah, okay. I hadn’t actually gotten around to telling the guys what was up. In my defense, it wasn’t like I could casually drop,Oh, by the way, I’m having sex lessons with my kid’s teacherinto the conversation over supper, not when Gracie was listening—and Gracie was five. She wasalwayslistening.
“What makes you think we’re a thing?” I said once I could speak.
Danny hummed. “Let’s see,” he said, ticking his points off on his fingers. “You told us you kissed him and you haven’t mentioned it since, which means something happened that you don’t wanna share. You’re less grumpy than normal, which means you’re probably getting laid. And there are nights when I don’t hear you come in until after midnight but your truck’s still here, which means wherever you’re getting your action, it’s close. Plus you think Avery’s cute. So it must be him.”
Shit. I’d thought I was being more subtle than that. But at the same time, I could feel the weight of keeping secrets from Danny lifting off me, and it was a relief to be able to talk about it. “Did you really figure it out?”
“Of course he didn’t,” Miller said, elbowing Danny in the side. “He saw you leaving Avery’s place last night when he got up to take a leak and told me this morning.”
Danny’s grin widened. “Yeah, that too. So what, are you guys dating now?”
“No,” I said quickly. “Avery’s helping me figure some stuff out, that’s all. But I’m not looking to date. And even if I was, he’s out of my league.”
“Uh-huh,” Danny said, clearly disbelieving. “You do know he likes you.”
“I mean, yeah, he likes me,” I said. “I’m hot. But it’s not serious. He’s just…”
“Giving you private tutoring?” Miller said, waggling his eyebrows. “Please tell me he gives you a gold star for effort.”
Danny cracked up, and I glared at them both. Assholes, the pair of them.Nosyassholes. I missed when Miller was still on his best behavior. Now he gave me shit just like the rest of the guys.
Once Danny had stopped laughing he said, “But you’re gonna invite him to the twins’ birthday, right?”
“Of course,” I said. “But not because we’re dating or anything. I’m inviting him as a friend, and so he’ll bring his awesome potato salad.”
“Sure,” Danny said. “We all know you only like Avery for his creamy… dressing.”
An image of Avery with my cum streaking his face flashed into my mind, and I felt my face getting hot. “Fuck you.”
Miller must have felt bad for me because he said, “So back to this birthday. Danny, can you talk to Bobby and arrange it so y’all have next Saturday afternoon off? And Wilder, does that work with your schedule?”
Shooting him a grateful smile, I pulled out my phone to check my calendar. I didn’t have a gig. I blocked it out so I wouldn’t forget and said, “Yeah, works for me.”
Miller made coffee and we talked some more about what we needed and who to invite, but I only half listened, my mind still caught on that image of Avery. Him blowing me had been hot as all hell, and it had made me curious. What would it be like to have another guy’s dick in my mouth?
