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Hunter caught the pack, giving it a little glance over, before looking up at Jake again. "Thanks, man. It saves me from bumming," she replied. She could usually find someone to get a few from, but it didn't make it any less degrading.
She listened closely as Jake spoke, moving onto the subject of Gray. She looked slightly uncomfortable for a moment, never really the type to talk about her feelings or anything particularly 'mushy' like that. At least not if she could help it. Even with the girls, she was more of the type to give a raunchy story than a sweet one.
Feelings were just awkward and complicated.
"Feel?" the taller blonde echoed, blinking a bit. "Well, I guess.. I dunno. Fun? Yeah, he's a whole lotta fun. And he makes me laugh. He's uh.. real relaxed. I like that. He just doesn't give a fuck, y'know? He ain't uptight. I couldn't deal with no uptight fella.. that kinda shit would drive me crazy," she explained, trailing off quickly. She wasn't even sure if that really answered the question.
"Guess I just feel.. I dunno. Wanted? I guess. I know that sounds kinda faggy, but.. whatever, I dunno. I ain't like that about him."
At least not openly.
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“Hey, no biggie”, he replied to Hunter’s thanks. He wasn’t exaggerating when he said he had tons of them. Being the son of a billionaire had it’s privileges. He actually enjoyed spending money on other people more than he liked buying things for himself.
He could see, from Hunter’s body language that the question he asked her was making her a bit uncomfortable. Jake was just a talkative person and he was so curious about people and their lives, he didn’t think before he asked questions.
Yeah, he had made her uncomfortable. She was dancing around his question and giving him kinda half responses. Ahhh, there ya go…wanted! That’s a good one!
“Feeling wanted isn’t faggy, girl. That’s a good thing.” He gave her a soft tap on her arm, “Don’t worry, promise this little heart to heart is just between us.” Then he winked at her, “Also between you and me…I’m not so sure I believe you ain’t that way about him!”
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"Better just be between us," Hunter replied, clearly sulking. Although there was still plenty of good humor in her expression. When Jake tapped her, she gave a little smile, playfully trying to shrug him off. "I ain't even! Seriously!" she protested, laughing some.
"That's why we work, 'cos we don't go and get all caught up in each other.. I do what he wants, he does what he wants, I do what I want, he does what I want, it basically works out in our favor everytime. If I went and got all attached and weird.. hell, that'd just blow it all to shit. So I ain't like that, I'm just.. along for the ride, man."
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Hunter laughed a little, reaching over to clap him on the back as he mussed with his hair. "Chill out, bro. It ain't nothing serious.. and I can be plenty ho, thank you very much. I just guess I'm a li'l more picky.. well, with the fellas anyway. How do ya say no to a cute chick, right?"
Quieting down to let him speak further, Hunter shook her head a bit. "Only if ya think that you might want that, man.. I'm tellin' you right now, if might seem all fun and no commitment, but we still fight an' get on like a couple of bitches. If you wanna stick, you go ahead, but it ain't all fun and titties or nothing. You still gotta work at it.. enough to hold it together, anyway."
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Jakes face flushed a little and he grinned shyly when Hunter smacked him on the back and tols him that she could be a ho too. Then she followed it up by hinting that she couldn’t say no to a cute chick. The way Jake’s mind worked, he immediately went to the Hunter doing hot chick visual. “Damn, Hunt, you got me turnin’ all red, girl! This should not be happenin’!”, Jake protested, light-heartedly.
He rubbed his chin and looked her in the eyes, “Well, you know, my daddy always did say, Ain’t nothin’ worth havin’, that you don’t have to work to get!” His mind ran through the girls at the school, wondering which of them would make a good, dare he think it…girlfriend.
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