85 Do not kiss me.

Jack. 

''Hey.'' 

I hear his voice and the part of me that wants to deny how that makes me feel blocks the chills I get from hearing his voice, this is a man's voice. A very manly man's voice, so why does it sound so fucking good? 

''Hey wingman,'' I let out a breath of relief glad that he answered my call. We agreed to be friends, but I don't know if he just said okay to get me to back off. 

''You're really serious about that shit?'' he mutters, I can imagine a smile on his face. 

I walk over to my car and open it up with the key ''yeah, how do you feel about a practice run tonight?''

He sighs ''Uh…''

''come on man. you can't leave me hanging. It is a Friday night. You shouldn't even be home right now.''

He chuckles ''Not everyone is like you, Jack. Some of us like to sleep in on a Friday night.''

I roll my eyes ''Okay, let's say you are not like me. let me show you what it is like to be like me.''