Maxxie: ChineseMature

"Caleb," I whine, "I wanna borrow my car back."

"Whyyyy?"

"Because I want to take Hadley out to lunch," I smile, wondering if he's actually getting dressed or if he'll take a little more persuading.

"Wine and dine him, eh? I like your style." Yeah, yeah, don't try and get out of giving me my car back.

"Thanks. Keys?"

"Nuh uh, not yet. I wanna know where, how much you're willing to spend and what you're getting up to after."

"I didn't know you were his mother," I grin, "my next question was going to be is there any kind of food Hadley likes in particular?"

"He's kinda picky but... he likes Chinese stuff quite a bit." I nod to myself and wonder where would be best to take him.

"Help me out here Caleb, proper Chinese stuff or appeal-to-Americans kind of Chinese stuff?"

"There's a difference?" I laugh and lean back on the doorframe, nodding. But I s'pose that answers my question. "Whoa, when did that happen?"

"When America decided Chinese food should be deep fried," I smile. "Anyways, I need the keys, or I won't be able to take him anywhere." Caleb just grins and wiggles his eyebrows at me.

"You've gotta find them first. And answer the last part," he says in a sing-songy voice. Cue me rolling my eyes.

"I'm willing to spend whatever I need to on him and afterwards is totally up to him."

"That's what I like to hear."

"Keys."

"Already told you, dude." So you did. I push him backward until he falls onto the bed, and pin him down there, my face barely an inch from his.

"I want the keys, Caleb." He grins and I just smile slowly. "Don't make me hotwire your pretty car."

"You wouldn't dare."

"Oh, but I would."

"You're no fun," he pouts and I laugh.

"That's not what you were saying earlier. C'mon, gimme the keys. Hadley's gonna think I've snuck off for another quick shag." He heaves a sigh and gives in.

"Fine, back pocket." I pull him up and reach into his back pockets, feeling for the key.

"Thank you," I smile, pecking him on the lips as I move off him.

"You owe me."

"Mmm. Next time I feel frustrated, I'll come find you," I wink, walking back to the door.

"Not if I find you first, bitch."

"Tell Alex to look after you better," I laugh, moving out onto the walkway. "I'll see you later"

"Don't give it to him too hard," he laughs and I shake my head in disbelief, closing the door. I'd be lucky if he even enjoys his next blowjob, let alone if he lets me fuck him. I feel my cheeks heat up as I find my thoughts wandering again, remembering how good he felt pressed up against me in the shower. As I reach our room again, I'm suddenly grateful that I'd chosen my baggy jeans.

Oh, Hadley, if only you knew just how much you tease me just by doing nothing.

Thankfully, when I let myself in, I see Hadley's gotten dressed and smile, glad I won't have to see him practically naked and make the situation in my pants worse.

"Ready?" I ask, picking up my wallet. He nods and I offer my hand and with a smile, he takes it. I smile back. "Your friend has sex issues, you know that right? He wanted me to have to grope his ass to get to the car key." I say as we walk down to the car.

"Sounds like him," he laughs.

"I think Alex is gonna have a tough job keeping him happy," I giggle, trying to imagine Alex satisfying the guy every night.

"Especially when he leaves. Something tells me Caleb won't exactly stay single while he's gone."

"I don't think Alex expects him to stay single, he's not that stupid," I say, finding my way back into the side of Hollywood that I live in. Hadley gives me a curious look as I keep driving and I smile.

"I was thinking Chinese. I know a good place a few blocks away from where I live." He smiles and looks out of the window around at the sundrenched buildings passing by. "They do great food, but I usually just get a takeout and sit in front of the TV with it," I laugh.

"Mom pretty much declared war on takeout," he says with a little laugh.

"Well, unless you know how to cook, I doubt you'll get much more than takeout living at mine. I can't cook to save my life."

"I can, kind of. Mom and Cayden are the cooks in the family."

"I s'pose there's still time for both of us to learn," I shrug.

He hums an "mmm" as I pull into the parking lot and kill the engine. 

 

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