Irresponsible Puckboy (Puckboys, #2)

by Eden Finley

“Did you have a good walk?” Dex asks. Oskar pulls me to his side and wraps his arm around my shoulder. “We sure did.” I close my eyes and pray for an alien spaceship to arrive and get me out of here. I wouldn’t even hesitate to jump up and down and yell, “Take me! I don’t want to be on Earth anymore!” Dex frowns at Oskar’s arm wrapped around me but doesn’t mention it. “Want to go for a swim?” “We were going to do that later tonight after all you kids are in bed.” Oskar waggles his eyebrows. “If you get what I mean.” Dex’s frown deepens. “Uh, Tripp? Is there something you want to tell me?” “Nope.” Because I can’t lie to him. At least, not about this. I apparently have no problem telling him I’m fine when I’m really, really not, but this is where I draw the line. “Tripp and I are hooking up,” Oskar says. Dex glances at Anton. “That’s what you were trying to tell me earlier?” Wait, what? “Uh, nope. This is new information. Startling information,” Anton says. “He’s lying.” Ezra steps up beside his boyfriend. “We’ve known all along.” Anton leans in close and whispers, “We have?” I hang my head in my hand. “My boyfriend forgets these things easily,” Ezra says. “We fuck each other so hard every night that our short-term memory is affected from hitting our frontal lobes against the headboard.” Dex cocks his head. “Why don’t you have sex facing the other way?” “I think we’ve found where your genius lies—in sexual positions.” Ezra nudges Anton. “I think we might need to give that on...