My Boyfriend’s Girlfriend
He knew how I felt about my privacy.
"It doesn't matter, we're all dudes." Rhys said, and looked at Aaron. "Dalton got a hard-on in math last year while Mr. Friedman was lecturing us, and no one gave him shit." He let out an audible sigh and picked up the chicken patty sandwich on his tray.
Danny didn't say anything more. I watched him as he continued his lunch, and pulled out his phone. He pulled up Safari, and I had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from saying anything when I saw his most recent search: can preworkout give you a boner?