Dear readers, the first 2 chapters of this story start in 3rd Person pov for the backstory, but the rest is in first person, going back and forth between Harrison and Rhett.3rd Person POVIt was the final basketball game of the school year, and the entire student body was gathered in the gymnasium to watch. The boys were getting prepared in the hallway outside the gym before making their dramatic entry to hype the crowd.“You ready?” Rhett asked.Harrison rolled his eyes at him. “You act like we don’t do this every game.”They adjusted each other’s capes and nodded to each other before storming through the wooden doors with a loud thunk and hollering to everyone as they ran down the length of the basketball court. The crowd erupted in cheers and were brought to their feet as they saw the two boys with their make-do flag capes that sported the school’s colors of maroon and silver billowing behind them.Harrison's curly, shoulder-length blonde hair was dancing in the wind as he ran aro

Harrison POVIt's Friday afternoon at The Lock Box Bar downtown and I’m the only one working the bar. Work is slow, and my coworker and boss, Jeff, is in the back doing an inventory before tonight’s rush. The phone on the back wall started to ring, and I ditched my cleaning of the glassware to answer it.“Thanks for calling The Lock Box, how can we make your day awesome?”“Hey Harrison, it’s Rhett.”I smiled and shifted my weight to one leg at the sound of his voice. “Oh, hey. What’s up?”“Harrison! What have I told you about personal calls on the business line?!” my boss shouts from the back room, but I choose to ignore him and listen to Rhett.“I wanted to know if you could get together for lunch today?”I checked my watch and saw the time was now a quarter till noon. “It’s kind of short notice, Rhett. I don’t know if I can make that. My boss gets super crabby when he’s stressed before a rush and I don’t want to get in trouble.”“That’s fine. Can I stop by the bar?”I’m sure my eye

Rhett POVMy heart thumped the entire car ride to the bar with excitement to see Harrison again after a couple of months. Last time we saw each other was two months ago when he stopped by my apartment for video games and beers.I knew it would be busy since it was a Friday, but I had to see him; I had to get this off my chest and officially ask him to be my best man. Rebecca had been bothering me with the question for a while, and I had been too coward to ask him until now. I didn’t know how he would react to the news, and I feared the worst. I know Harrison and I know he wouldn’t bail on me, but I began to doubt myself and question everything as time went on.When I saw him at the bar doing his tricks with the bottles and drinks for his customers I couldn’t help but smile. Harrison was always the one to make others smile; I just went along with it because I wanted to be more like him; outgoing and confident. He was an admirable soul.I saw him wink at a couple of girls and could only

Harrison POV*SMUT WARNING*I finished my shift at the bar and headed to the upstairs apartment that Jeff lets me rent out above the bar. The noise from the bar still sounds from the floorboards up until three in the morning usually, but it’s cheap and convenient for little old me, and I never minded the sounds of people enjoying themselves. Besides, if there's ever a bar fight, I'm only a few seconds away from helping break it up.I dragged my feet up the stairs and looked up once I saw a pair of shiny leather shoes. Milo was standing outside my door, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed and a wicked smile on his lips as he caught sight of me. His green eyes filled with lust as he loosened his tie. He looked yummy and desirable, as I had thought since the second I saw him, and I was famished after my shift, ready for some fresh meat.I reached the step that he was on and wasted no time opening the door and pulling him in behind me, dragging him by the tie like a leash. I sh

Rhett POVI was in the boardroom around ten in the morning when I saw from a window Milo hurry into the office, looking like a frantic mess. He stopped his running and adjusted his hair and suit before he walked any closer to the boardroom where everyone was preparing for a meeting.He entered the room and sat right next to me. I noticed his lack of cologne and antiperspirant, which was noticeable after his obvious run to the office.“Is that the same suit from last night?” I asked quietly so no one overheard.Milo smiled his dashing white teeth at me and said, “I like your friend.”I’m sure all color drained from my face as the weight of his words settled in my mind. I knew he would make a move on Harrison when I left him at the bar, but he spent the entire night with him? That seemed a little excessive and I was not expecting it.“Sounds like he liked you too,” I mumbled. I glanced over at him and my eyebrows drew together. “Where’s your tie?” I asked. Milo looked down at himself an