Chapter 47: Secret Friends

"Yo, bro, where ya been?" Josh hollered at him as he came through the door. He'd spent all morning and much of the afternoon with Emma reminding him why he didn't want to fuck up their arrangement. No matter how much she irritated him with her stupid notion about guys and girls being friends, he forgot about it the second she pushed him down on the dining room chair and had her way with him.

"Who are you? Mom?" Jackson asked as he rolled his eyes.

"Hey, just wondering. We were supposed to go to the shooting range today."

"Shit," Jackson mumbled as he ran a hand over his head. "We still have some time if you wanna go."

"Maybe tomorrow? I have that stupid dinner tonight at the school."

"Yeah, that'll work. Sorry about that. Totally lost track of time," he told his brother as he dashed up the stairs.