Lee plucks her fingers off his arm one by one. “Chris is right.”
If he hopes that will deter her, he’s mistaken. “I love gay boys,” she gushes, launching herself at him before he can move out of reach. As she lays against his back, he feels pert little breasts push into his shoulder. “I think it’s hot when two guys go at it, you know? So hot.”
Lee drops all pretense and shoves her away. “Back up, b***h,” he growls.
Before she can respond, he storms after Chris, who has stopped at the corner and waits, hands on his hips, for everyone to catch up. Lee glares at his friend as he approaches, but the grin on Chris’s face only widens. “What?”
Without answering, Lee keeps walking. Chris falls into step beside him and drapes an arm around Lee’s shoulder. “This is great,” he says, excitement ev
