“Into?”
I didn’t need to turn; I could hear his eye-roll in his tone.“Porn, I mean.”
It was dim in the cabin.Sufficiently so, I hoped, that my instant blush wasn’t visible.“What happened to not judging?”
Flynn chuckled.“That doesn’t mean I can’t ask.Just that I won’t call you a pervert when you tell me.”
I scowled.“Come on.”
Another laugh.“You can’t tell me you don’t watch it.Since we both know that’d be a total lie.”
I hit the turn signal, slowing down.“You want to get out here, and walk?”
“Fine!Fine, you win.”From his tone, it was clear he wasn’t taking my threat seriously.
“Wise man,” I told him.
Another few minutes of silence spooled out.
“I mean, I’m guessing really big dicks and really small holes,” he suggested.“Just based, y’know, on what I heard.”
“Flynn!”
It was probably dangerous, taking my eyes off the road to turn to glare at him, but it seemed a worthy trade-off.Even if his deeply entertained grin was infuriating.
“It’s okay to be a size queen, Oli.”
I narrowed my eyes at him, before looking back ahead.“You’re not funny, asshole.”
I could see him cross his arms, out of the corner of my eye.
“You’re so uptight.”
“We barely know each other,” I reminded him.
Flynn snorted.“We literally grew up next door to each other.And I’m practically naked in your truck.”
“You’ve been away a long time.”I said, shrugging.It wasn’t like I could tell him how much I resented him for that, or indeed how infuriating his mom’s constant listing of her precious offspring’s successes had become.That would only make me sound petty.
“So, what better way to get to know you again?”
There was no helping it, I had to laugh.“By finding out my favorite porn type?”
Flynn leaned over, to nudge my arm with his elbow.He ignored my renewed glare.“I mean, is there any better way?Sex is important, Oli.”He made a noise, as though something had just occurred to him.“You have had sex, right?”
“Asshole,” I muttered under my breath.Making him laugh again.
“Just checking.I mean, given your options.”
The comment reminded me.“Why were you driving around out here?”
“What?”He grunted, a noise that I thought was probably meant to be dismissive.“Oh, I was just driving for the sake of it, really.Thinking.”
“All this way out?”I made no attempt to hide my skepticism.“In the middle of nowhere, practically, and in a storm?”
I saw him shrug, in my peripheral vision.Waited for an answer, a justification, only there was none.
“Was it a hookup?”