million dollar high | joshler

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we bathed together afterwards and sat on opposite sides of the tub.

"you're in a relationship, and i'm the side piece." i said, playing with the water.

"i'm thinking about breaking up with her, side piece."

"well, that's good."

"yeah. what's the point of staying with her if we barely talk and don't have sex? my manager is going to be pretty pissed though."

i nodded.

"and because i want to date you."

"i won't date you, josh. i thought i made that clear."

"we basically already are."

"i'm just here for you to fuck. i wouldn't call that dating."

he hummed, tangling his fingers in my hair above my temples and pulled me in to kiss.

he moved his hands down from my hair to under the water, holding on to my hips.

i still felt bad.

guilty.

so i pulled away and gave him a quick smile before standing up and wrapping a towel around myself.

josh got out with me and drained my bathtub after i gave him a towel.

we got dressed and ate some leftover pasta kyle brought me.

"why don't you ever cook?" josh asked, sitting across from me. "you always order takeout or have kyle bring you something."

"i don't cook. why don't you make something for me?"

"mm, didn't know we had that type of relationship."

i laughed a little bit.