Read I'm Not Just Your Boy Toy (2025 version) :: 6 (2)-In desperation mode

6 (2)-In desperation mode

Garrett's pov

I look up at him and notice that his eyes widen slightly, he suddenly becomes agitated.

"What makes you think that?" He says agitated. Is it a good thing that he seems worried?

"Um...you texted me..." I say and his eyebrow raises

"Oh, that...Yeah..that was a bit harsh...but it is kinda true." He says bluntly yet he appears uncomfortable talking about this, but I can only think of his cold words. My eyes start to feel up and he seems to notice and strangely it alarms him.

"Hey, why are you crying? Don't cry. Geez, that's not what I meant." He says seeming to become agitated once again.

"You meant what?" I look back at him with my teary eyes.

"Ugh...I don't typically do this but you were supposed to be just a fling..."

"What's wrong with seeing me again?" Tears fall from my eyes.

"It's not you...it's just...I only do one-night stands and...I don't bother seeing my flings again...but with you...I don't know why but it's the third time in a week I find myself doing it with you." He admits and I get flustered at the realization of what it might mean but my doubts override it.

"One-night stands...?"

"Yeah...I go to the bar for that." He says coming off a bit indifferent.

"What is that supposed to mean? Do you want to do it again with me...?" I ask hoping he'd say yes even if I fear not.

He seems taken aback by my question but I guess it was mostly a surprise to him.

"I...I don't know what to do here. I mean I wasn't really, uh I wasn't really planning to do this again but I'll think about it." He says awkwardly and I can't help but linger on his admission that he's not planning to see me again...But I want him to, there's no way we'll never do this again, he's way too good in bed and I like him, I want to do more with him. I don't want to remain just a fling to him.

"Think about what...?"

"About what you just said!" He snaps frustrated and I flinch.

I look back at him shocked that he raised his voice at me. I can't help but tear up again. I hate when people raise their voices at me, he'll abandon me just like my exes before...

It seems like he really doesn't like seeing me cry because he panics again.

"Gosh, don't cry over it! I said I'll think about it, ok?" He says frustrated but seeming to try to come as reassuring and...it kinda works...

"Really...? You will...?" I say hopeful.

"Yes, I will. And since you seem to have my number anyway, I'll let you know." He says indifferent and it worries me, he's not lying to me is he?

"You will?" I ask hopeful.

"Yes, I will, ok?" Hearing those words is reassuring to me and without a second thought, I hug him in a crushing hug.

I expect him to push me away but he doesn't. It doesn't stop the fact he's really tense. He's uncomfortable...Wow...ok...

"Rett.." He says in a firm tone but I don't listen to him.

"Rett!" He pushes me away. I look back at him in horror.

"Oh, don't look at me like that. You wouldn't listen to me." He says annoyed.

"Sorry.." He sighs. Then he looks at himself and then at me.

"Hm, seems like we made quite a mess last night...I reek of alcohol...so I'll go take a shower. You can pack up your things and leave." He says but I don't like the thought of leaving him just yet.

Instead, I suddenly grow bold.

"I want to shower with you..." He seems surprised by my request.

"Sure" He smiles and I release a breath of relief. I'll get to be with him for a bit longer.

I start taking off the loose clothes on me, then we go into the bathroom. I can't help but notice myself in the mirror. Then I notice hickeys on my neck.

"You gave me hickeys?"

"Guess I am pretty wild when I'm drunk." He smiles proudly.

"Oh.." I blush and he smirks.

We get into the shower together and as weird as it is, we take it together. I was sure he would try to do something in the shower but he didn't. I thank him for that. He respected the fact I didn't want to go at it again and that makes me happy. Through, it might mean I won't see him again...I don't want that to happen.

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I feel rejuvenated back at work on Monday. Usually, I still feel sleepy but I can't help but be happy about last weekend.

I did it with that Brandon guy! I thought things were over but last Saturday was so...so...Ugh, I can't be hard at work...

Even if I feel happy, I can't forget how he treated me that morning. He treated me way better than last time but it wasn't the best...even I know but it doesn't matter as long I get to be with him.

As always I arrive at work but one of my colleagues comes bothering me.

"Hey, you seem really happy this morning." He smiles curious.

"Yeah..." I become flustered.

"Got a lover now?" That said colleague smirks.

"Huh? Oh no..." I say but my blush betrays me.

"Are you sure about that?"

"Yes.." I blush madly.

"Anyways, I didn't come here for some chit-chat. There's a new employee." Huh?

"Huh? Is it a girl or a boy?" I say surprised.

"I heard it's a girl."

"Oh," I say a bit down.

"What's with the sad look?"

"Nothing"

"I heard her desk will be next to yours so..."

Then suddenly a beautiful woman with long light brown hair and brown eyes appears in our direction.

"Is that her?" I point at the woman. The colleague turns around and notices her.

"It must be her." She walks closer and indeed stops right at the desk next to mine and she smiles politely.

"Hey there. Are you the new girl?" The said colleague says in a flirty way. Of course, they are always a big flirt. She smiles in return.

"Yes, I am. Who is next to you?" She asks curious her gaze on me and that startles me. Is she interested in me?

"Ah, I'm Garrett, Garrett Peterson," I say too quickly but she doesn't notice it and she smiles instead. She seems really sweet. I think I'll like her.

"Then, I'll call you Rett. Is that ok with you?" She smiles and that startles me.

Immediately it makes me remember Brandon but I shrug it off.

"It's ok." I smile softly.

"Cool, I'm Rachel, Rachel Springboks." She smiles sweetly.

"Nice to meet you, Ms, Springboks." I smile politely.

"Oh drop the formalities, call me Rachel or if you feel comfortable, Rach." I look at her in admiration.

"Ok...Rachel.." She smiles upon hearing her name coming from me.

"I assume this is your desk?"

"Yes"

"Then from then on we'll be really good colleagues to each other!"

"Hello? Have I been forgotten?" Even I forgot that my colleague was still standing there. Rachel laughs.

"Don't worry I didn't forget you but I think you have some work to do?" The colleague becomes flustered at that.

"Sorry! I'll get to work." The colleague immediately leaves. Then that Rachel girl suddenly comes closer to me.

"Now tell me. What's the deal with you?" She says eagerly and that startles me.

"Huh?"

"Are you gay?"

"Huh?" I answer suddenly alarmed.

"Sorry, that was too straightforward of me. I'm not usually like that. I just, the first time I saw you I had a hutch you were gay. Am I right?"

"Um...yes?"

"Really? That's nice. You're the first gay man I've met so far."

"Oh...?"

"Everyone I meet is lesbian but I always wished to have a gay friend." I'm flustered at her comment.

"Oh..."

"I hope I didn't scare you off." She looks at me with puppy dog eyes.

"No.."

"Good! Let's be friends then!" She says enthusiastically.

"Ok," I say simply a bit startled.

"Now before we start working tell me everything about you!" She says enthusiastically and her upbeat personality startles me. I'm not used to this.

I didn't think she would turn out to be like that
but I guess she is nice and sweet so it should be fine. I think I'll get along well with my coworker, maybe she'll even be my first friend from work.

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It's been a week since Rachel started working at my job and we instantly hit it off. She told me lots of things and I confessed lots of things too but nothing about Brandon yet. She really is like a confidant. It's overwhelming but I think I'm getting used to it.

It's also been a week since I last saw Brandon and I'm scared. I'm scared he lied to me. He hasn't texted me but I guess I didn't text him back either...I thought he would be too preoccupied with work but today it's Friday.

I thought it was over last week but over this week, I desperately want to see him again. His personality may not be all that great but with him...I think I miss him...ok his body too! That's the only thing he shows me.

I really hope he still wants to see me again. I was hopeful last time. He said he would think about it. I really hope he'd want to do it again...

But since it's Friday it's ok if I text him right? He was at the bar the last two Fridays, so he won't be busy, right?

Garrett: Hi!

I didn't expect a text in return remembering last time but I did get one almost immediately.

Brandon: Hi?

Garrett: How are you?

Brandon: Good

Garrett: I'm good too.

Brandon: Finished work?

Garrett: Yes!

Brandon: I just finished too.

Garett: Are you going to that bar?

Brandon: Yeah why?

Garrett: Can I tag along?

Brandon: Oh

He doesn't answer for a few minutes.

Garrett: ???

Brandon: Sorry about that.

Oh, he said sorry through text. That makes me even more hopeful that he's not so bad, I'm desperate to believe he's the right guy, ok?

Garrett: Ok

Brandon: Don't come to the bar.

What? No...I want to see him again! I'm ready to do anything to be with him again! I'm desperate. I would do anything, anything to make him happy or even pleased. Even if it means I have to be jealous.

It does bother me that he's a playboy but he is starting to warm up to me. If things continue that way he might only want me! Yes, I want him to only want me!

Garett: Why?

Brandon: I have a better idea.

A better idea? What does that mean?

Garrett: ???

Brandon: Come to my apartment.

His apartment? Is this supposed to be what I think it is? Will I get to have what I want?

Brandon: Bring your stuff.

Huh?

Garrett: What stuff?

Brandon: Your pyjamas or something I don't know.

Oh! Does this mean I'll get to sleep over again?

Garrett: Ok!