It had two boxes in the picture, each with a “yes” and “no” option. “What is this shit? Are you in elementary school again?”
Jake’s firm voice cut through my frustration. “With those messages, you might want to guess older. Keep going up.”
Dread was creeping up on me as I moved my finger down the screen. Shit. It was exactly like one of those old letters that were passed around when I was a kid. Do you like me? Check yes or no.
However, in this case, it had a decidedly more adult tone.Does he want to do something kinky with Reece?Then the obligatory yes and no boxes. Yes was checked, and he’d sent it right before Jake had grabbed the phone.
“Fuck.”
“It only gets more interesting. You might want to start at the beginning.” Jake’s voice made it clear he was trying not to laugh.
Forcing my finger to move, I went to the start of their conversation. Andrew was right about one thing—Eli had started it. The first one was a bad picture of Reece with the caption,Does Houston like me?on the bottom. Andrew had texted back,LMAO yes. From there, it’d just kept going.
Does he want to hold Reece’s hand?
Does Reece want to kiss him?
Does Houston want to fuck him?
Does Reece want to top?
The messages went on and on. Fuck. “What the hell were you thinking? He’s going to think I’m nuts.” Especially with the kinky one.
“Um, probably not.” Andrew shrugged and pointed to one I hadn’t gotten to yet.Does Houston want to dominate Reece?It was the little comment after that which caught my attention.Because Reece would love that, he’s a sub.
What. The. Fuck.
“Um, read the one under that too.” Andrew’s excitement was starting to show again.
I didn’t even want to look. “Andrew, I’m gonna—”
He broke in, smirking. “Love me forever and ever.”
Now I had to see. I glanced down again and saw the question part half-covered. Adjusting it so I could read what he’d messaged, I bypassed the yes answer he’d sent Eli and went to the next one.Is Reece bi?My finger moved on the screen before I even thought about what I was doing. The response made my heart start pounding in my throat.
Yes. Now ask me if he’s been with men.
That answer was clearly no by the next image that came up on his phone. I was having a hard time wrapping my mind around everything I was seeing. According to Eli, Reece was bi, attracted to me, had never been with a guy, was kinky, and looking for a Dom.
It had to be a lie.
“Don’t fuck with people. Next time you two pull this shit someone is actually going to believe you. Then what are you going to do?” I wasn’t going to fall for this.
Andrew’s head tilted, and he gave me a look like I was an idiot. “Um, congratulate them for being smart and wish them luck with their newly found curious kind-of-virgin, who wants to be spanked and do kinky shit?”
He gave me a little nod, looking very serious. “Yeah, Eli’s not being a shit. Well, he is, but he’s an honest shit. And you should totally play up the virgin thing because that could be a hot scene.”
For fuck's sake.
“Andrew!” I’d had enough. My whole fucking life was out there on his phone and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it. At that point, I didn’t even know how to respond. Sure, Reece was going to want the panty-wearing Dom who was kind of an ass sometimes and who clearly didn’t have the right kind of friends. “I’m just done.”
Stepping back from the bar, I turned and walked out, refusing to look at Jake, Andrew, or god forbid Reece. I was going to have to find a new roommate again, new friends, and fuck—even worse, a new bar.
Andrew called out and there was a commotion behind me, but I didn’t care. They could go fuck themselves. I didn’t want or need that kind of drama in my life, and I wasn’t going to set myself up for even more.
