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someone knew someone who knew someone and now Joe’s ass is being tagged all over F acebook by our parents’ crowd.”
“Our parents have a crowd?” I asked. “Your mom doesn’t know my mom.”
“They do know each other. And Trevor’s parents have your parents over for dinner.”
“Not any more,” Trevor said.
“The social complexities of the Sudborough forty- and fifty-somethings isn’t really a topic I care about,” I snapped. “But I do care about my ass being handed around online like it’s a bowl of candy.”
“ Gimme some sugar,” Liam said with a leer, staring at my butt in the tablet, then at my actual butt. “I’d pound that if I were gay.”
“Uh...thanks?” I replied.
“That’s a compliment,” he declared.
C harlotte turned her head slowly, eyes on him, and gave him a look of such sophisticated condescension it made me hold my breath in awe.
“You look at your fellow bandmates and assess whether they are butt sex worthy?’ Her tongue slid around in her cheek like she was searching for Liam’s clue in there.
He blinked like a metronome.
Amy pulled up a metaphorical bowl of popcorn and watched the proceedings.
“Uh,” Liam replied.
Charlotte went from one intimidating raised eyebrow to a second, her onyx hair layered, different from how it had been when she and Liam had first gotten back together. She wore no makeup, a rarity for her, and she was dressed in green pajamas with red gingerbread men on her.
Not the sexiest look, and yet she carried herself with an air of reserve. Mystique. Different from Amy, who always felt like she was just a little too repressed. A little too anxious. Just under-confident enough that you knew her shyness came from a place of worry.
With Charlotte, the same attitude was regal .
If I weren’t with Darla, I’d chase women like Charlotte.
And get shot down.
“Why are you staring at Charlotte like that?” Liam asked me, clearly changing the subject to take the heat off himself.
“Because she’s figured out that you’re hot for my ass and I’m trying to telepathically communicate my distaste for you.”
“It worked,” Charlotte said.
“Hey!” Liam yelped. “ I’m the injured party here.”
“Felled by sushi. You should get a Purple Heart,” she joked.
“How about a Green Face,” he muttered.
“How about a stack of green?” Darla thrust his wad of cash at him. “Here. That should take your mind off my boyfriend’s ass.”
“ I was not thinking about Joe’s ass.” He looked at me. “Not seriously.”
“ Suuuuuuuuuure ,” all six of us answered at the same time, drawing out the word.
Liam slumped back against the recliner. “Uncle! Uncle! I give up.”
“You do have nice tone,” Charlotte said, eyes back on the tablet as she flipped through a series of photos that appeared to be taken by someone who was three feet tall, for every single picture was a direct shot of my ass, balls and cock.
“ Y ou can comment on Joe’s body, but I can’t?”
“Yes,” said Amy, Charlotte and Darla.
“There are unwritten rules I will never understand,” Liam hissed.
“Don’t even try,” Sam advised.
Darla handed me, Trevor and Sam our respective piles of money . Sam gave his to Amy, while Trev and I shoved ours in our pockets.
“Now what? What are you guys up to?”
“Tuesday,” Sam whined. “I think I’m up to puking meals from last Tuesday.”
Amy winced. “I think we’re going to have a very quiet Christmas. I already called my mom and told her I wasn’t sure Sam and I would make it to morrow. And then there’s this crazy trip to D.C. that she planned for us to visit my aunt, and...”
Sam groaned.
“I think we’ll just binge watch something on Netflix instead.”
“Do we have to watch Outlander again ?” he moaned.
“No,” Amy said, smoothing the hair off his forehead. She perked up. “We can watch Black Sails!”
Charlotte burst out laughing.
Sam just sighed and sipped
“Our parents have a crowd?” I asked. “Your mom doesn’t know my mom.”
“They do know each other. And Trevor’s parents have your parents over for dinner.”
“Not any more,” Trevor said.
“The social complexities of the Sudborough forty- and fifty-somethings isn’t really a topic I care about,” I snapped. “But I do care about my ass being handed around online like it’s a bowl of candy.”
“ Gimme some sugar,” Liam said with a leer, staring at my butt in the tablet, then at my actual butt. “I’d pound that if I were gay.”
“Uh...thanks?” I replied.
“That’s a compliment,” he declared.
C harlotte turned her head slowly, eyes on him, and gave him a look of such sophisticated condescension it made me hold my breath in awe.
“You look at your fellow bandmates and assess whether they are butt sex worthy?’ Her tongue slid around in her cheek like she was searching for Liam’s clue in there.
He blinked like a metronome.
Amy pulled up a metaphorical bowl of popcorn and watched the proceedings.
“Uh,” Liam replied.
Charlotte went from one intimidating raised eyebrow to a second, her onyx hair layered, different from how it had been when she and Liam had first gotten back together. She wore no makeup, a rarity for her, and she was dressed in green pajamas with red gingerbread men on her.
Not the sexiest look, and yet she carried herself with an air of reserve. Mystique. Different from Amy, who always felt like she was just a little too repressed. A little too anxious. Just under-confident enough that you knew her shyness came from a place of worry.
With Charlotte, the same attitude was regal .
If I weren’t with Darla, I’d chase women like Charlotte.
And get shot down.
“Why are you staring at Charlotte like that?” Liam asked me, clearly changing the subject to take the heat off himself.
“Because she’s figured out that you’re hot for my ass and I’m trying to telepathically communicate my distaste for you.”
“It worked,” Charlotte said.
“Hey!” Liam yelped. “ I’m the injured party here.”
“Felled by sushi. You should get a Purple Heart,” she joked.
“How about a Green Face,” he muttered.
“How about a stack of green?” Darla thrust his wad of cash at him. “Here. That should take your mind off my boyfriend’s ass.”
“ I was not thinking about Joe’s ass.” He looked at me. “Not seriously.”
“ Suuuuuuuuuure ,” all six of us answered at the same time, drawing out the word.
Liam slumped back against the recliner. “Uncle! Uncle! I give up.”
“You do have nice tone,” Charlotte said, eyes back on the tablet as she flipped through a series of photos that appeared to be taken by someone who was three feet tall, for every single picture was a direct shot of my ass, balls and cock.
“ Y ou can comment on Joe’s body, but I can’t?”
“Yes,” said Amy, Charlotte and Darla.
“There are unwritten rules I will never understand,” Liam hissed.
“Don’t even try,” Sam advised.
Darla handed me, Trevor and Sam our respective piles of money . Sam gave his to Amy, while Trev and I shoved ours in our pockets.
“Now what? What are you guys up to?”
“Tuesday,” Sam whined. “I think I’m up to puking meals from last Tuesday.”
Amy winced. “I think we’re going to have a very quiet Christmas. I already called my mom and told her I wasn’t sure Sam and I would make it to morrow. And then there’s this crazy trip to D.C. that she planned for us to visit my aunt, and...”
Sam groaned.
“I think we’ll just binge watch something on Netflix instead.”
“Do we have to watch Outlander again ?” he moaned.
“No,” Amy said, smoothing the hair off his forehead. She perked up. “We can watch Black Sails!”
Charlotte burst out laughing.
Sam just sighed and sipped
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