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Third Chances(37)
Author: Ivy Smoak

"No," Matt said. "Shut up, you've seen my dick. It's normal. It's not thin."

"Wait." I laughed and looked up at Rob. "Why have you seen his penis?"

Rob shrugged. "I don't know. We all grew up together."

"Now I just have to know," Kristen said, staring directly at James. "Who is the biggest?"

James looked away from her and downed the rest of his beer. He picked his straw up from the table and put it in his other drink. He swirled it around, seemingly transfixed.

"We weren't erect around each other or anything," Rob said. "But everyone knows that the Hunters have huge dicks."

"Oh, really?" Kristen winked at me.

Don't fucking wink at me!

"So," she continued, "how big are we talking?" She stared directly at James who made a weird face.

"Not as big as the Caldwells'," Mason said.

James laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" Mason said.

"I just feel like I'm probably bigger than you are."

"Prove it," Kristen said.

"As much as I know you'd like that, I'm not going to whip my dick out in the middle of a restaurant. I'll keep public nudity off my rap sheet."

"I definitely wouldn't mind you doing that." She batted her eyelashes at him.

Oh my God, Kristen.

"Don't you have a boyfriend?" James asked. "I'm pretty sure you literally just mentioned your boyfriend."

"Yeah, but you're on my list."

"Your list?"

"Yeah, my list. You know, like a list of people we're allowed to have sex with outside of our relationship. You're at the very top of mine, Professor Hunter."

Oh my God.

James lowered his eyebrows slightly. He looked pissed. "Please call me James. And as flattering as that is, I'm getting married. And I don't have a list because I don't want one. I would never cheat on my fiancée. She's everything that I need."

"Right, but maybe...ow!"

Layla had just elbowed Kristen in the ribs. Kristen glared at her.

"You're up, Matt," Rob said.

I silently thanked him. It was nice of him to intervene to help his brother out. If I had been sitting next to Kristen, I would have elbowed her a few minutes ago.

"I'm kind of liking this conversation," Matt said and looked back and forth between Kristen and James. "You know, Kristen," he said, putting his arm behind her on the chair. "You could always add me to your list. I promise my dick is much thicker than a flute."

She laughed. "I'm not prepared to kick James off quite yet. But I'll keep that in mind."

"Please kick me off," James grumbled beside me.

I laughed.

He looked over at me and smiled. His smile was just as charming as his brothers, but I was too busy staring at his eyes to focus on it. His pupils were dilated. It wasn't dark in the restaurant. His pupils shouldn't have been that big.

"Hey, are you sure you're okay?" I whispered.

He gave me a small smile. "I'm good. Just a little overheated." He rolled up his sleeves even more. "Is it hot in here, or is it just me?"

"It's a little warm, I guess." If he was on drugs, he was trying to hide it. Or maybe he didn't know. Maybe someone had slipped him something. I had a fleeting thought that it was Kristen. But she hadn't been alone with him. And even though she was acting completely inappropriate, I couldn't imagine her drugging James. That would be crazy. Kristen wasn't crazy. Was she? I looked over at her. She was staring down at the table. She looked a little embarrassed about her onslaught. It definitely wasn't her. Or maybe she was just planning how to proposition him next.

"Okay," Matt said, removing his arm from the back of Kristen's chair. "My dick is thicker than a flute, even when it's flaccid." Everyone laughed. "Stop laughing," he mumbled. "I can break dance. And I'm really into working out."

Rob laughed. "You're lying about working out."

"Yup. Working out is the worst."

"So, you can actually break dance?" Alina asked.

"Yeah, I'm a great break dancer."

"Really?"

"Maybe I can show you a few moves later."

She laughed. "Bryce would love it if I came home knowing how to break dance."

Matt shook his head, clearly defeated by the women on either side of him.

"Well," Kristen said. "I hate Justin Bieber so much that it hurts. I love Disney movies. And I have a crush on my professor."

"Jesus Christ," James said under his breath. "Does she ever let up?"

I laughed. "No. She's been obsessed with you ever since you walked onto campus."

"Yeah. I had my suspicions. How do I make her stop?"

"Seduce her?"

James frowned. "I'm not going to..."

"I'm just kidding," I said, cutting him off. "I know you wouldn't do that. Just try to ignore her." I was actually really impressed by how nice of a guy James was. He clearly would never cheat on Penny even when a girl was throwing herself at him. And it wasn't like Kristen wasn't attractive. She was gorgeous. Guys would kill to sleep with her. But James was so sweet. Even when he was clearly on drugs. I looked over at Rob. Was Rob that good of a guy? Was he sweet? If we started dating, would he cheat on me?

"Are you lying about Disney movies?" Layla asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"No. I really do love Disney movies."

"You're lying about the Biebs," Matt said.

"Yeah, I actually love him. He's on my list too." She winked at James, who looked the other way.

"How the fuck do I get on this list?" Matt said.

Kristen laughed.

"Well, I love the Biebs too," Layla said. "I've eaten an entire medium sized pizza by myself. And when I was little, I wanted to grow up and be an actress."

"You're lying about the pizza," Mason said.

"Nope. You'd be surprised by how much I can eat."

Mason laughed. "I do know how much you enjoy things in your mouth, Layla. That's kind of how we were introduced in the first place." He smiled.

She laughed. "You're so bad."

"Speaking of Ethan, how is he doing?"

"Really? That's your segue? He's great, though. Thanks for asking."

"Good. Then you're lying about wanting to be an actress?"

"Yup. I always wanted to be a meteorologist."

"Such a serious little kid."

Layla laughed. "I guess so."

"Okay, well I don't love Justin Bieber like you ladies, but I do like the idea of him," Mason said.

"What does that even mean?" Rob asked.

Mason shrugged. "That's up to you guys to determine. I also got a perfect score on the SATs. And I like to nap after sex."

"You're lying about the weird loving the idea of the Biebs thing," Rob said.

"Nope. I really do love the idea of him."

"You're so weird."

"No, I think it makes sense," I said. "I don't really love his music, but he has a few catchy songs. And he was discovered on YouTube right? That's pretty cool. He went from nothing to stardom like that," I said and snapped my fingers. "And little girls swoon all over him. It's a pretty awesome life."

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