Jerry's POV

"I'm SO HAPPY!" Finn squealed, throwing his hands in the air and jumping up and down. "I've shipped you guys for so long. Jerbert for the win!"

I groaned with frustration that went right into the dirty depths of my soul. "No, no, no. We are not 'Jerbert'. That is horrific. We need to use last names for this one. HardinQueen. Or, maybe, McHardin."

I was at Aidan's house in an effort to escape the realities of my schoolwork that awaited me at my dorm. Also because Finn promised to make me an ice cream sandwich if I picked him and took him home.

"McHardin!" Finn screamed, flailing a little. "That's the greatest thing in the world."

"Sorry, can you repeat that?" Aidan said into his cellphone. "Jerry and Finn are trying to figure out the name of your name's combined. It's very loud."

"Don't TELL him that!" I growled, shushing Aidan. "That's embarrassing."

"Plus, the correct term is ship name," Finn added with a delighted smile. "So make sure you clarify that."

"Finn is saying that it's a ship name?" Aidan reported. "Okay, I'll tell him. Jerry? Robert says he has enough money to buy a boat if you want."

I exchanged a look with Finn, glad that he was here to help me deal with the nauseating idiocy of old people. "I can't with them," I whispered. "He's too old to know what a ship name is?!"

"I can't either," Finn said, eyes wide. He leaned in and whispered, "I had to explain to Aidan what a Tik Tok was."

Aidan gave us a bitchy look. "Shh. Robert and I are trying to negotiate my salary. Geez."

I sat up straight, absolutely horrified. "You're quitting teaching?!"

He gave me side-eye. "No. I'm getting a second job at the club to help out my friend. And because it would take next to no effort. And because someone seems to think that I'm supposed to be his sugar daddy."

"C'mon, I just want one little cruise!" Finn pouted, clasping his hands together and batting his eyelashes.

"Robert, I'm concerned for the younger generation."

I leaned back onto the fluffy rug. I liked spreading my arms and legs and making a fake snow angel on it. "Phew. You're the best teacher ever. I'd be sad to see you go."

Aidan's jaw dropped and a hand went to his heart. His steel gray eyes melted. "Aw. Jerry."

Finn hugged me. "Look, Aid. Love is making him so much kinder."

"AHH! Sister shut up!" I wailed. "I'm not in love. We had sex last night and that's all!"

"Was it good sex?" Finn asked, eyes hopeful.

"Oh, it was amazing."

"Yeah, no worries, Robert," Aidan drawled. "He said it was amazing."

"Oh my GOD. Please discuss your salary in another room so I can talk to my best friend without Robert hearing!" I begged, even getting onto my knees and clasping my hands.

All Dominants liked to see people on their knees, so of course it would work.

Aidan rolled his eyes and stood up off the couch. "Fine."

Ha. Doms were so easy.

The second Aidan was gone, Finn gave me an incredulous look. "Best teacher ever? I don't think he's ever taught us sober."

I shrugged. "Meh. That makes it easy to cheat."

He snickered. "Fair enough. Okay! Now tell me all the nitty gritty details. How big was his cock? Was he all demanding and dominant and stuff? Did he choke you?"

I sighed and reminisced on the feeling of Master Robert's strong hands holding my legs open and the way he'd thrusted into me. "Oh, it was so sexy. His cock is huge, of course. He was totally demanding. And...okay, don't scream when I tell you."

Finn covered his mouth with both hands, green eyes wide. "No promises."

"He said he'd help teach me all about BDSM, so now we're kind of casual fuck-buddies."

"AHH-oh, ouch, sorry! That's amazing!" Finn bounced up and down. "This is so exciting. Please date Robert, for me. We can both bond over our boyfriends not understanding our references. Or we can bond over how we're both subs and they aren't. And when they die first, we can be widowers who move in together and keep each other company—"

"Okay, slow down Carole Baskin," I said, holding my hands up between us. "There's no need to get all murdery on us. Besides, I don't want to date anybody right now. I'm looking for some light-hearted fun with a man who's experienced."

Finn groaned and leaned on me. The little bell he had in his pink hair jingled when he moved. "That's so boring and lame. I've already planned my wedding to Aidan."

"Haven't you only been dating for a few months?"

"So what!" Finn sat up, eyes sparkling. "I already know that we're going to end up together forever, so why wait? Besides, I see the way you look at Master Robert." Finn poked my side. "You think he's sexy."

"Well, yeah! He's extremely sexy," I admitted. "That doesn't mean I'm in looove or whatever nauseating thing you're alluding to."

"But you could be!" Finn said, hopping onto his feet. "Okay, c'mon, let me make you a sundae. All I'm gonna say is that your best friend knows best. And about this one? Oh baby. I know."

I rolled my eyes so hard I momentarily thought there was an earthquake. "You're so wrong. Robert is psychotic. I can't even imagine how possessive he'd be if he became my boyfriend. He's already breathing down my neck half the time."

Finn's eyes glazed over a little bit. "A healthy dose of possession can be extremely hot."

"Are you about to talk about your sex life?!" I gasped, jumping on my toes. "Tell me, tell me! I wanna know! Better yet: threesome! C'mon, all I want in this world is for Aidan Demos to pee on my face. Let me have my dream."

From far off into the distance of the house, there came a quiet. "Say no!"

"Is he fucking Batman or what?" I scoffed. "How can he hear us? This is ridiculous."

Finn dove into the freezer and scooped me out a healthy amount of ice cream. He eyed it a little longingly. "That's all I miss," he sighed. "Ice cream."

I took a scoop and made airplane noises, directing it at his mouth. "Let the airplane land!"

He flipped me off.

"So, what's the next plan with sexy Master Robert?" Finn asked. "It's a Saturday, so you might as well go to his private room at the club and get freaky. Right?"

Finn topped me off with whipped cream, candy, and fudge. I wondered, not for the first time, how Aidan wasn't fat.

"I don't know, man," I sighed, staring off at the portion of the house where Aidan was talking to Robert. "We chatted for a bit, made our deal, and he drove me home. Isn't that so rude? Like I didn't even get to stay. Not even for like an hour. Like why does he obsess over me so much if he's not going to give me attention?"

Finn snorted.

"What?!" I sputtered. "He hasn't even texted me, and I know he's free because he's been talking to Aidan. I'm not going to text him first about meeting up at the club. That's, like, illegal. Maybe I'll go to the club with you tonight and we'll get freaky without the boys."

"You're so needy!" Finn laughed. He took the time to tie his hair into a ridiculous bun, so I didn't enjoy that he thought he could judge me. "It's so cute! I think you should totally just have fun with Master Robert and see where it takes you. Who knows? Maybe you'll fall in—"

"GROSS."

Finn laughed.

I polished off the ice cream and Finn went to make out with Aidan. Or say goodbye, or whatever. All I knew was that it took way too long.

We got back to the dorm room and actually took a few hours to be productive people who weren't constantly attacked my the drama of life. I actually enjoyed writing now that I knew my papers weren't going to be torn to shreds my the head troll himself.

Unfortunately, every single time I checked my phone, Robert was being a total butt. He hadn't texted once today. What was up with that?

Once the sun was actually setting, I was fed up. I tossed my phone onto Finn's bed and glared at it as he stared at me. "That's it!" I decided. "I'm not doing this stupid thing with Robert anymore. It was a dumb idea in the first place."

He stared even more. "But...you didn't text him once?"

My jaw dropped. "Text him first?! What am I, a loose whore? A skank? A floozy? No. I ain't no easy bitch. He has to work if he wants the cake."

Finn's stare intensified. "I think...don't take offense to this. I think you're crazy."

"How?!"

He kicked off his blankets and did a full 180 degree turn to stare at me. He was that focused. "Jeremy McQueen. You spent this entire morning talking about how you actually don't want to be involved with him any more than casual sex."

I spread my arms out wide. "Show me your point."

He wiggled my phone in front of his face. "Wanting the guy to text you 24/7 isn't casual."

Wow.

He was right.

"Wow. You're right," I said. "Take my phone and throw it out the window. That's the only way that I'll be able to resist temptation."

Finn unlocked my phone and started typing.

"Do not!" I yelped, trying to wrestle my phone out of his hands. "I will change my password to be someone else's name if you do this!"

"That's fine!" Finn said. "My password is Aidan's name, so—"

"TRAITOR. YOU TREACHEROUS WHORE."

Finn used my distraction to call Master Robert. I lunged for him, but he dodged me and held the phone above his head, wearing a shit-eating triumphant grin.

"My boy," came Master Robert's sexy, deep voice. "It's a pleasure."

"Hi!" Finn cheered. "It's actually Finn!"

I facepalmed. I had no idea why he wasn't just calling Robert on his own freaking phone.

"Oh— sorry. Hello sweet flower. Why are you on Jerry's phone?"

Finn blushed. For some reason, Master Robert's nicknames did that to him. "Um, I don't know? I stole it from him while he was moping. I just wanted to know, will you be at the club tonight?"

"Funny you ask, I was just about to text Jerry to see if he would meet me there tonight."

I sighed. All tension left my body. My soul was cleansed. Hunger was cured. I could hear the magical sound of RuPaul's voice in the distance, singing a beautiful melody.

"I bet he'd like that," Finn said with a touch of sass.

Rude ass.

"I was going to talk to Aidan about meeting with me and discussing a game plan for the employees later tonight, so I'm sure you'll be tagging along. However, I'd appreciate if you told Jerry I'd like him here at open, that would be great."

"I sure will." Finn's cheeks were tomato-red and his eyes were lit with the confidence of a man who'd discovered gravity. The second he and Robert said their goodbyes, he yelled, "I told you so!"

"No you didn't!"

"I didn't say that he definitely was going to text you, and you shouldn't be worried?" he asked, eyebrows scrunched together in confusion.

"No?"

"Oh." He looked genuinely surprised. "Well, whatever, I thought it in my head. Get dressed, would you? He wants to see you there in like thirty minutes."

Like Finn had used magic to summon his attention, my phone buzzed with an incoming text. Finn blushed beat-red when he saw it. "Look."

He flipped the phone to me.

I expect to see your beautiful self here at 10 PM. That's an order ;)