Strings Attached Read Online Riley Hart

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Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 84704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 282(@300wpm)
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“I know.” He sounded leery, though I didn’t think it was because he didn’t feel like he could trust me, but more because he was surprised by the question. There was a knock at the door just as Ross continued, “We’ve been open about this kind of thing for as long as I can remember. I’d always feel comfortable sharing my sexuality with you. I’m curious enough that there might be a time I try it, but I haven’t yet, and it wouldn’t be with Zander. What would even make you think that?”

Ross opened the door, the person in question standing there. Sheepishly, he came inside, but kept his gaze off me. Ross looked at Zander, then back at me, and…I saw it then, the pieces beginning to form in his head. “You told me you went to a bar last night.” His statement was directed at me, and then he turned to his friend. “You said you met a guy at the bar who…who took you back to his hotel… Dad didn’t stay here. You said he was older, and it was the best sex of your life, and… Oh my God. Gross. Why did you tell me that!” Ross shook his head, tugged on his ears exaggeratedly as if it would make him forget what he’d heard. Not gonna lie, I was stuck on the best-sex-of-his-life thing, while trying to tell myself that wasn’t what was important. “Please tell me I’m wrong.” Ross dry-heaved, and I rolled my eyes. Ross had always been a bit dramatic.

“Okay, that’s uncalled for, Ross, don’t you think?”

Zander had yet to say a word. He was pacing, and by the looks of it, wanted to bolt.

“You’re not telling me I’m wrong.” Ross turned to Zander. “Tell me I’m wrong because…ew. I know details of things my dad did to you.”

Also, I was curious about those details Zander had shared.

“Why didn’t you tell me your dad is gay?” Zander threw his hands up.

“Bisexual,” I said. “There’s a B in LGBTQIA for a reason.”

“Now isn’t the time, Dad,” Ross replied. “Dude…my dad.”

“I didn’t know,” Zander replied.

“He’s still a dad!” Ross countered.

“Hey, I’m not that old,” I interjected, realizing that for most of this conversation, I sounded as if I were their age…which was a reminder that Zander and Ross were the same age, and they would be roommates… “Oh God.” I plopped down on the couch.

“See what I mean?” Ross said. “It’s…weird.”

Those words snapped me out of it because what was important right then was Ross and Zander. “I’m sorry, son. I wouldn’t have done it if I’d known.”

“I’m sorry too,” Zander said. “I wouldn’t have done it either. You never said, My dad is a bisexual hottie, so be careful meeting guys at the bar when he’s in town.”

My gaze snapped to Zander, and I couldn’t help but grin. He was looking at me, his pupils wide as if he hadn’t realized what he’d said until now.

“You want to do it again!” Ross exclaimed. “You both do! I can tell by how you’re looking at each other.”

“What? No!” Zander rushed out, but his ears were pink. “Fuck, man. I really do apologize. I didn’t know.”

Ross sighed. I could see by the way his shoulders loosened that he was settling down. He sat on one of the armchairs, his leg bouncing up and down. “I’m not mad. I’m freaked out. I can’t really look at you without picturing things I don’t want to picture, but I’m not mad,” Ross said, and I couldn’t help the pride I felt. Ross might be a little spoiled and used to getting his way, but he was a good man who cared about people. He wouldn’t blame Zander for this. “Anyone have any brain bleach?” he asked. The room was silent for a moment before all three of us let loose a loud round of laughter. It started deep in my belly, filling my chest and making my cheeks hurt.

When we settled down, the discomfort was back in the room like none of us knew what to do or say.

“I mean…I haven’t seen Zander smile that big in a long-ass time, maybe ever.”

“Gee, thanks.” Zander still wouldn’t look at me when he spoke.

“Let’s just pretend this didn’t happen, or that I don’t know it happened. I don’t want details. From this point on, I’m on a need-to-know basis, and sex with my dad is something I’m aware happens, but I don’t need to know.”

“We’re not hooking up again!” Zander turned his gaze on me. “Tell him we’re not going to fuck.”

“Nope,” Ross said. “Not even that. Too much. I don’t want to hear you and fucking and my dad together in a sentence.” He put his fingers in his ears. “Lalalalalala. I can’t hear you. Please don’t ever tell me if it happens again. I’m gonna play dumb. If I see you two together? Dumb. I know nothing. Now can we eat before Zander dies and so I can forget this conversation ever happened?” He turned to his friend. “Zander, this is my dad, Harrison. Dad, this is Zander. I’m so glad you’re finally meeting!” Ross looked at me expectantly.


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