Chapter 79

So there they both were, sitting at the table, Rory with an itchy ass and a half hardon, with everyone looking at them, or in Barry’s case, pretending not to.

“Guess you two will want to skip dessert so you can, uh, play some more,” Jake observed, trying but failing not to smirk.

“Jake!” Barry warned quietly. “If they want me to box up their dessert to eat later, I will. Just like I would for anyone who wanted to eat later.”

“What is it?” Zane asked.

“Apple pie a-la-mode.”

Zane seemed to consider it. Rory hoped they could get out of there, like, yesterday.

“Naw, we’ll have pie here. Ice cream will melt otherwise.”

Rory held in his grimace. 17