Page 39 of Don’t Call Me Son

Archie laughs breathlessly, still flushed and beautiful. “Yeah. Boyfriend.”

I kiss the tip of his nose. “Good. Because I’m not letting you go now.”

Eventually we tuck ourselves back into our shorts. Archie looks at me, a little shy. “Is this weird?”

I frown and stroke his face gently with my thumb. “What?”

He laughs; this adorable, shy little sound that makes my chest feel warm. “I’m dating my best friend.”

I grin and squeeze his ass, pulling him closer. “Absolutely not. You’re all mine now, Archie boy.”

He grins back and gives me a quick, sweet kiss.

I hum happily against his lips. “Hmm… you make me soft.”

Archie tips his head back in a beautiful laugh. “I think you’ll find I actually make you hard but…”

I roll my eyes playfully and smack his ass lightly, moving toward the door. “Come on. Coach will wonder where we disappeared to… Gotta keep up with our education, baby.”

Archie squeaks, a little whimper of a noise, and goes bright red.

I pause at the door, turning back to him with a grin. “You okay?”

He nods quickly, still flushed.

I think for a second, then grin wider. “Hmm… I think you like that, don’t you… baby?”

Archie groans but eventually nods, looking adorably embarrassed. I smile, heart full. Exploring this relationship with my best friend is gonna be one hell of an adventure.

Epilogue

Archie

Three Months Later

I’m carrying the last heavy box into the new apartment, dropping it down by the kitchen island with a loud grunt. Then dust my hands off and straighten up. “That’s the last one.”

Mom claps her hands a couple of times, smiling wide. “This apartment is lovely, Archie!”

I grin, looking over at her, “Well, it’s nothing fancy, Mom. Only one bedroom but… it’s a good start.”

Colt laughs and smacks me on back in that familiar, comfortable way we’ve grown into. “Oh, shut it, this place is nicer that the shithole I had to share back in the day.”

I roll my eyes and shove him playfully. “You know what I mean. Besides, I do have to share… with that great lump.”

Jay barks out a laugh, from where he’s perched on the edge of the couch armrest, and winks at me. “Hey… don’t pretend this wasn’t your idea. You love me, no backsies… this is permanent now; no escape.”

I shake my head, smiling genuinely at him. Before turning back to Mom and Colt, “I appreciate you guys helping us. You didn’t have to.”

Jay points casually at Colt, “Though I’m glad you did, or it would have taken much longer.”

Colt grins, crossing his arms and raising at brow at Jay. “You know, for runners, you can be pretty lazy.”

Jay scoffs, no real heat in it, he’s still grinning. “That’s because I spend all my energy training, running, or… doing other exhausting activities.”

He winks at me, clearly referring to our very active sex life. It’s entirely inappropriate right now, causing me to blush hard, so I have to turn my face away, groaning internally. That man is so forward about everything, absolutely no shame.

Jay adds, “So, do you guys want to stay for a bit, we’ll get a takeout and watch tonight’s match?”