“I’m hungry. Feed me.” He smirks and shakes his head. “Are you ever not hungry?” “That’s a big negative, good buddy.” I follow him from the locker room and out to the walkway that will lead us to the dorms. “Pizza?” he asks with his face buried in his phone. “Have I ever said no to pizza? I think the fuck not.” I smack his ass, and he flushes a little. “You’re a pain in my ass,” he grumbles. I laugh and squeeze his ass this time. “I’m not, but I could be.”
