Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 87904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“Oh thank you,” Mrs. Bates said. “I hate to bother you for more, but I came here to ask if you had some extra milk.”
“I actually do have milk inside,” I said. “Let me go grab some for you.”
“Thank you. I’ll watch over your Naked Men. You’re an angel.”
I didn’t know why in the hell everyone kept calling me an angel. It definitely wasn’t true.
I ran in and retrieved a small paper cup of milk for her, lidded it, and headed back out. Back in LA, I’d hidden from my neighbors. I never wanted to talk to anyone on my street, because I knew they probably hated me. I always had parties and sometimes my guests would be loud at night in the yard, though I told them to shut the hell up every time.
It was nice actually interacting with one of my neighbors now. Mrs. Bates was a sweetheart, and she didn’t seem to mind that a heavily tattooed gay man was living next door to her.
I came back out and set the milk cup down in the little tray that was hanging from her walker. My phone buzzed a few times in my pocket and I slid it out, looking at the screen.
>>Colin: Ugh, when are you fucking coming back?
>>Colin: I miss your tight little ass.
>>Colin: You need a good spanking when you’re back in LA.
>>Colin: Also, can you text me the number of that guy who got us coke last year at Inferno?
My jaw clenched as I looked at the screen. Yet again, Colin was pretending to miss me, when really all he wanted was a hookup for more drugs.
“What’s so fascinating on that little screen?” Mrs. Bates said. “Young people are always staring down at the damn screens.”
“Trust me, it’s nothing fascinating,” I said. “Fucking frustrating is more like it. Pardon my potty mouth.”
“Well, what’s so frustrating?” Mrs. Bates said.
I sighed. “A guy I used to do bad things with back in Los Angeles won’t leave me alone,” I said.
She squinted at me. “You know you can block phone numbers on those things, don’t you? My granddaughter taught me how to do it, and now I block every telemarketer I get. It’s a lovely feeling.”
I smiled. “I really should block Colin. You’re right.”
“I can tell you right now, the older I get, the less I give a shit about people who waste my time,” Mrs. Bates said as she slowly turned her walker back in the other direction. “You should focus on your garden and forget about this frustrating LA boy.”
“I know I should,” I said. “I wish it were that easy.”
“It’s as easy as you want it to be!” she called back toward me as she slowly strolled off back down the hill toward her house. “Thank you for the milk, dear!”
“You’re welcome,” I called over.
I headed inside and got Bandit, attaching his extra long leash to his collar. I tied it around one of the big trees out back so that he could have free roam, and I set to work on taking out all of the flowers from the back of my car.
After a couple hours of planting and deciding the best locations for certain plants, my phone buzzed again in my pocket. My blood pressure skyrocketed immediately. I didn’t want to deal with Colin. I started to think that Mrs. Bates might have been right about blocking him.
But when I checked the screen, I saw that it wasn’t Colin.
>>Red: What do you prefer, strawberry or raspberry?
I smiled like an idiot at the simple message. I didn’t know why Red was asking me this, but I was so happy that it wasn’t Colin, and so happy that it was him.
>>Liam: Strawberry all the way. You deciding which fruit you’re going to bring for me to eat while I film your solo video?
>>Red: Not a chance. You’re going to lose the bet.
>>Liam: We’ll see about that, Mysterious Cowboy.
A picture popped up in our chat. It was a selfie where he’d donned a big, beautiful cowboy hat, like a fancier version of the one he’d worn in our blowjob video. He had it pulled down over his eyes. A second one came through where he’d lifted it up and was winking at me.
He looked stupidly fucking hot in both pictures.
>>Red: I’ll see you in two hours.
I bit the inside of my cheek. My cock had perked up at seeing the photos of him. Red and I had a complicated history, but that didn’t mean I wasn’t a hot-blooded human like anyone else. He was attractive as all hell, and having two sexy pictures of him in his cowboy hat only made me think of our video.
A video that might have a sequel very soon, so long as I didn’t lose my cool during a kids’ movie.