Zane walked into his house in a daze. His brain had yet to understand what had just happened. Though no one could blame him because this random dude came out and gave him cookies and then kissed him.That doesn"t happen every day.
"Zane, what"s in the tin?" He heard his brother ask. Zane handed to tin to him and went back out the door. "Where do you think you"re going?" His brother tried to ask but Zane was already through the door.
Zane jogged over to the neighbors where he saw Hunter go.
He knocked and smiled when a beautiful woman opened the door. She looked Zane up and down and smirked.
"Did you get the cookies?" She asked with a coy smile.
"Mom, who was at the-" he cut off when he saw Zane through the door frame. He froze and couldn"t look anywhere but at Zane.
"I"ve got to go check the oven. I"ll leave you boys alone," She said with a knowing smirk and took off in the direction of the kitchen.
Hunter"s face flushed a bright red as she ran away. He did not want to interact with Zane. Because that meant explaining. And that would be too embarra.s.sing for him.
"So, what"s up?" Hunter asked awkwardly, stepping out onto his front porch. He closed to door behind him in hopes that his mom wouldn"t hear them. Little did he know that when he closed it she ran right up to it and put her head against the door.
"What was that?" Zane asked. Hunter decided to play dumb.
"What was what?" Hunter asked with an innocent look on his face.
"This."
And with that Zane grabbed Hunter by the collar and pulled him in for a hard kiss that lasted until Hunter was forced to pull away to breathe.
"Jesus f.u.c.king Christ," he panted. When he looked at Zane, he smirked and pulled Hunter back into a kiss.
This time Zane pulled away when he heard a squeal come from inside the house.
"Till next time, Hunter," he said with a smirk and a wink.
Hunter was left on the porch, beet red, with a squealing mother as Zane sauntered back to his house.