Graydon:Do not fucking call me that.
Bennett:Why, man? Why would you try out a nickname?
OC:Just testing how close we are.
Graydon:We will never be close enough to have nicknames for each other.
OC:Shame, I kind of like Gray Gray. Anyway, what happened after you left us?
Bennett:I hate myself for wanting to know as well.
Graydon:I took her home after SLG tried to take her home himself. Don’t know what the fuck he was thinking. And then she said some things to me and kissed me on the cheek before she exited my truck.
OC:UHHH WHAT? Hold on. You’re just going to casually tell us that she kissed you?
Graydon:On the cheek. Don’t make a big deal about it.
OC:This is a HUGE deal.
Bennett:I mean, I wouldn’t say huge, but it’s something. Has she kissed you before?
Graydon:No.
OC:What did you do after she kissed you? Did you kiss her back? Pull her on your lap? Tell her that you have secret feelings for her?
Graydon:No, you idiot. I just…I don’t know. I was so stunned I really didn’t do anything.
OC:Stunned, our big fella was stunned. That’s kind of cute.
Graydon:It’s not cute.
Bennett:It’s a little cute.
Graydon:Bennett!
Bennett:I’m sorry but it is.
OC:Just admit, it was cute.
Graydon:Not admitting anything.
OC:At least tell us this: Did you like it?
Graydon:Would have liked it better if it was on my mouth.
OC:My nipples just got hard.
Bennett:Gross.
Graydon:And I’m done.
“You’re getting really good at that,” Maple says as she brushes up against me while I finish cleaning some more fucking dishes.
I glance at her, my brow raised, causing her to laugh. “The pink gloves were unnecessary.” I hold up the rubber gloves she made me wear in a picture for Flock and Tackle.
“Um, according to the one hundred comments so far, I think they were absolutely necessary.”
“Already?” I grumble, still hating this social media thing.