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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Riptide_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Nick_Ryder/Cody_Allen
  Additional Tags:
      Series, Alternate_Universe
  Series:
      Part 2 of Cub_Scout_AU
  Stats:
      Published: 2009-11-27 Words: 5483
****** Study Night ******
by Torra
Summary
     Nick's parents are out of town for the weekend.
Notes
     I've tagged this underage, but they're BOTH underage. Both characters
     are sixteen and in high school.
     Huge thanks to my betas Tinx_R and Catyah, and extra thanks to Catyah
     for the title, but especially to Tinx_R who not only inspired the
     first one due to her Cap_And_Yap of the ep, but who liked the first
     fic enough to ask for a second one. So the rest of these fics are
     entirely her fault. ;-) Any mistakes left in, though, are of course
     my own.
The door opened and Mrs. Ryder gave Cody a bright, if somewhat harried, smile.
"Oh, Cody, Nick said you were going to come over tonight." She opened the door
more fully and waved him in. "English test?"
Cody gave her his best 'good boy' smile, "Not 'til next week, it's calculus
tonight. Maybe the English if we get to it."
"Well, don't work too hard, it's the weekend." Sylvia shrugged on a tan summer
coat, as her husband came up behind her in the narrow hallway.
"Hard work is good for a boy, Sylvia." He gave Cody a stern look, "Your
family's money won't get you everywhere in life, boy, you remember that. You're
a hard worker, and a good kid, but you can't ever just sit back and forget
that."
Cody ducked his head and nodded, "Yes, sir, I know. I don't intend to live off
my parents, sir."
"Oh leave the kid be, Stewart, he's a good boy." She gathered up her purse as
her husband harrumphed and picked up their suitcases. "There are a couple of
cold Cokes in the refrigerator, why don't you take one to Nick. I think I heard
him get out of the shower a few minutes ago, I'm not sure he's expecting you
yet."
"No, I finished my regular homework, so I came early."
"Just the Cokes, remember. Not the beer." Mr. Ryder gave Cody a sharp look, and
rolled his eyes when his wife slapped his shoulder. "What? They're sixteen and
have the house to themselves. Even good boys like to sneak into their parent's
liquor cabinets, given half a chance." He gave Cody another stern look, "But
not you two."
"No, sir." Cody knew that Nick's parents really did like him, even if they
didn't get along with his parents (a feeling which was mutual), so he didn't
take the gruff warnings too seriously.
"Why don't you go on up. We'll be back sometime tomorrow."
"Have a good trip, Mr. and Mrs. Ryder." Cody gave them both wide, happy smiles
and waved to them as Mr. Ryder loaded their suitcases into the station wagon.
After a detour to the kitchen for the drinks, he jogged up the staircase to
Nick's room, pushing the door open with his foot. Once he could see in, though,
he had to pause to admire the view. The bag slung over one shoulder slid to the
floor, immediately forgotten.
Nick had clearly just gotten out of the shower. His hair was still wet and
dripping a little down his back, his only clothing a pair of worn blue sweats
riding low on his hips, with their school's initials emblazoned on the left
cuff. Cody couldn't tear his eyes away, watching a drop of water trickle down
his chest, curving around his pectorals before finally dripping down onto his
stomach.
Nick had a large pair of headphones on, which were in turn hooked up to the hi-
fi next to the bed and he had his math book open, braced across his knees, his
bare feet planted wide on the mattress. Next to him were his notes, spread
across from himself up to his pillows. Cody wondered how long he could get away
with staring before Nick noticed his presence in the doorway.
The two hadn't been able to spend as much time together during the last week as
they usually liked to. He imagined they would both have been wracked with
nerves and second-guessing if they hadn't spent that whole night awake and
playing with each other; an easy, enjoyable time spent learning each other and
what they liked outside of their regular bounds of friendship. They'd been
exhausted the next day, but it had been worth it. So worth it.
He had expected things to get at least a little awkward between them the next
day, and maybe it was just the fact that they hadn't slept, that they'd spend
the time talking as well as exploring each other, that made it so they weren't.
He was pretty sure, though, that if they had slept, then when they woke up,
they would have been totally lost.
He was incredibly grateful that sex actually gave Nick energy, rather then
knocking him out as it did with Cody.
In the week between, they'd seen each other at school, of course, but Nick had
been swamped with his predicted tests, as well as a late running match at a
rather distant school on Wednesday night. That meant they'd only seen each
other outside of school in private the once, late on Tuesday night. Cody had
hung around during Nick's wrestling practice, and afterwards, he and Nick had
driven Nick's car out to their favorite spot on the edge of the woods outside
of town. They'd spent hours there as kids, finding glens and trees to play in,
and even gone there as teenagers for some quiet time to hang out, and
occasionally sneak a beer. This time, however, they'd found a spot off the road
shaded by trees and a cloudy night and spent more then an hour jerking each
other off and laughing into each other's kisses.
Cody had dated before, of course, as had Nick, but neither one had ever slept
with their dates. Cody could never remember being so at ease with someone in
the back seat of a car before. On his dates, he'd always been full of nerves
and questioning his every movement. He was good at covering it, of course, but
he never felt comfortable going any further then a quick grope of a soft breast
during some heavy petting. And never had those make out sessions with the girls
he'd dated been so filled with laughter and playful teasing. At least not of
the enjoyable kind of teasing.
The back seat of Nick's beat up old Riv would never be a really comfortable
place to sit, let alone to have sex, but Cody would never complain about it
again for as long as he lived. In fact, he doubted he'd ever be able to sit
back there without getting hard again! That car had definitely gone from
"Nick's beloved first car, so put up with it for his sake", to "that wonderful,
incredible car that they could use to sneak away together (and have sex in)".
He'd love that car as much as Nick did to his dying day. He might even put in
an argument for really fixing it up and making it worth keeping, rather then
selling it off for parts to buy a better car down the line.
Cody felt his body reacting to the memories and grinned wolfishly. He debated
for a few minutes on how to let Nick know he was there: should he sneak up on
him, and run the cold bottle of soda up his back, like he would have before? Or
should he lean over and kiss him senseless like he had always wanted to before?
Pushing away from the door frame, he closed the distance between them quickly,
before Nick could react, and swooped down fast when Nick turned his head at the
movement, sealing their lips together in an instant. The kiss went from fast,
to deep and Nick's hands spread across both his hips to pull him in closer.
Which was exactly what Cody wanted, and he took the opportunity to bring his
left hand up and pressed the icy glass hard into Nick's lower back.
Nick yelped into the kiss, his whole body jerking as Cody ran the soda up along
his spine. Cody finally had to break the kiss to fall into helpless laughter.
Nick growled and used his hands on Cody's hips to twist him closer, wrapping a
leg around Cody's knees and toppling him to the bed, the headphones falling off
in the movement.
"Think that was funny, do you?" Nick bit hard and pleasurably at Cody's neck.
Cody couldn't stop laughing as the two devolved into a quick wrestling match,
rolling across the books and papers, the sodas rolling across the room as they
were dropped and kicked aside. They were both laughing by the time they rolled
to a stop and their movements eased from struggles for power and dominance, to
moans and thrusts and licks against skin. Making out with a three ring binder
digging into your kidney wasn't the most pleasant way they'd done it, though,
and as Cody was on the bottom, he finally pulled away long enough to drag the
offending school supplies out, and threw them aside.
Nick laughed, and rolled to the side, lying along next to him, before giving in
and helping to shovel papers and books and pencils to the floor.
Task done, Cody rolled on his side to face him, and the two eased into each
other's arms again with lazy kisses and lingering strokes of their fingers.
Cody was finding it hard to keep his hands off of Nick's well muscled sides and
arms. The baseball he'd played though middle school had toned his arms, but it
was the football he'd taken up in freshman year that had led to his clearly
defined chest and stomach. The fact that Nick had also picked up wrestling this
spring was doing wonders for his legs, too, and he couldn't wait for a close up
view of them. Cody took the same cares and measures to work out and stay fit as
the next guy his age, but honestly most of the reason he ran and lifted the
weights he did, was so that Nick wouldn't think him flabby or soft when they
had reason to undress together, or go swimming in the summer. Their tent had
been mostly dark, so he hadn't gotten as good a chance to look at Nick that
night, and they hadn't had the opportunity to strip in the car, so this was the
first time Cody was getting to look as much as he wanted while the light still
shone though Nick's window across the room. He couldn't help but keep moving
his hand along the lines of muscles and bones, and Nick certainly wasn't
complaining.
Nick, meanwhile, had settled in to lick and suck at Cody's neck where it met
the shoulder, his hands around Cody's sides to cup his ass, giving the
occasional squeeze when Cody's fingers strayed to a nipple.
"I take it my parents are gone?" Nick finally murmured into Cody's collarbone.
Cody shifted so he could slide a leg between Nick's. "Heard them pull away as I
was coming up the stairs. Any clue how long we have?"
Nick slid a hand up to start unbuttoning Cody's short sleeved shirt. "They
planned to be back tomorrow evening for dinner, but I have a feeling Mom might
talk him into staying an extra night so they can see the city. I saw her
packing a nicer dress then she'd need for just a business dinner."
"So we might have the whole weekend?"
Nick flicked the final button though the hole and spread the shirt wide, "If
we're lucky. They'll probably call and check in tomorrow morning, I'll see if I
can't encourage the idea." He pulled his head up to smile and ask, "Do you
think you can stay?"
"The whole weekend?" Cody sat up to pull the shirt off and tossed it aside
before sliding Nick onto his back so he could lay on top of him. "I don't know,
maybe if I play my cards right. They know I'm staying tonight, after all, we do
have a test to study for, and it is the end of the year, so finals are all next
month..." he grinned widely.
Nick grinned and drew his hands up slowly along Cody's sides, causing him to
shiver, and moan as Nick's fingers found his nipples. He'd found himself almost
embarrassingly happy about Nick playing with his nipples. But since Nick seemed
to enjoy playing with them so much, he tried not to let that embarrassment
show. And really, it did feel incredibly good, so who said men weren't supposed
to be so sensitive there.
Cody leaned down for a few long, deep kisses. "So," he mused, "aside from
studying, what do you want to do this weekend?"
Nick gave him a wicked grin and waggled his eyebrows. Cody laughed hard,
burying his face in Nick's shoulder. "Hey!" Nick did his best to sound
offended.
Cody shook his head and kissed the feigned hurt away. "Dork."
"You love it."
Cody couldn't help it, the grin shifted into a smile and he kissed Nick a
little more tenderly. Nick slid his arms up around to Cody's back and cradled
him close, kissing back with the same gentleness. The two hadn't exactly talked
about what they were doing together, they just let it happen. Cody tried not to
get flustered at how easily Nick could make him feel so warm inside with just a
simple, teasing comment like that. He wondered if it was normal to feel this
way about a guy. He expected you were supposed to with girls, but he never had.
He'd never felt at all with a girl the way he did around Nick. Nick just...did
something to him, something inside him, and it made everything seem normal.
Natural. Easy.
In the end, they ran out of breath, and Cody gave in to the urge to slide down
a little, easing to the side and tucking his head under Nick's chin. He knew it
must look like he was taking the girl's role with this position, but it just
felt so wonderful to be wrapped in Nick, and held within Nick's strong and
familiar arms, that he didn't care. Later he could decide if this was something
his ego needed to freak out over, but right now he just wanted to concentrate
on how wonderful it felt.
"You know, at some point we are going to have to actually talk about what we
want, here." Nick said.
Cody frowned, "What do you mean by that?"
Nick shrugged his shoulder underneath Cody's cheek. "I mean...I don't know, I
just...I don't want to do something that you're not expecting, or don't want,
and make things uncomfortable between us. I mean, what if I try something you
don't like? Or go too fast? We're both pretty new at this, and it's great, it's
incredible, but..." he shrugged again, "I really don't wanna fuck it up by
accident, you know, by doing something stupid without thinking?" He turned his
head and sighed a kiss into Cody's hair. "This...this is important to me, Cody.
I..." He trailed off again.
"You what?" Cody wanted to sit up, wanted to look at Nick when he asked it, but
he wasn't sure Nick would want that. Instead he pulled his arms a little
tighter around Nick's chest, sliding his leg more firmly across Nick's as well.
"I just..." He sighed. "I spent so long wanting this. I've, I mean, I--" he
sighed then finally took a deep breath and said all in a rush, "I've been in
love with you since we were kids, Cody. And I spent every day terrified that
you were going to find out and hate me and never speak to me again. And now you
want me too, and I can't believe it, and it's wonderful, but I'm still
terrified that you're going to turn around and decide it's not what you want,
and I'm going to lose this, and the friendship, and everything. And the thought
of losing you, for any reason, but especially because of just wanting you too
much, or wanting the wrong thing, that leaves me feeling so panicked, Cody, I
can hardly think through it."
It took Cody a few silent seconds to process all of that. He had trouble
getting past the words "I've been in love with you since we were kids", and his
brain just wanted to keep repeating that part, but once the rest settled in,
Cody couldn't stop from sitting up and looking at Nick hard in the eye.
"No matter what else happens, Nick, we are not going to lose this friendship.
There is no way in hell I'm giving you up, even if this," he rested hand over
Nick's heart, "somehow doesn't work, I will still be, and will always be your
best friend. I..." he shook his head and blinked hard, "I couldn't make it if I
lost you, okay? You're not the only one who's spent the last week terrified of
fucking this up and losing everything." He slid his hand up and cradled it
around Nick's cheek. "But the fact is, I love you, too, Nick, and I...and I
love you, too! I can't stand the thought of losing you any more than you can."
He brushed a shaking thumb over Nick's lips and swallowed hard. "I love you."
He wasn't sure who made the move, but between one pounding heartbeat and the
next, they were kissing, arms tight around each other, legs weaved together,
every breath shared between them. He couldn't ever remember feeling this wild
and free at the same time, not even during that night in the tent when he'd
first seen it might actually be a possibility. To have actually said the words
that had filled him with such fear until now... He'd never even been able to
say them to himself out loud, the danger of just being in love with his best
friend was too huge to even take the risk of them becoming too easy to let slip
out by mistake. He'd spent so long learning to stuff the thought away and bury
the feeling as deep as he could, that he wasn't sure he'd ever have been able
to actually say the words to another person. And he'd never let himself dream
of being able to say them to Nick, despite the fact of his regularly dreaming
of hearing Nick say them to him.
This time when they rolled across the bed, there was no power play, no struggle
for dominance. Every move was made simply to feel each other, to feel skin
against skin and make that connection between them real. The heat between them
built again, but this time it wasn't just about their bodies. The sex had been
fantastic before, and the passion had built easily between them, but it felt
deeper now, the emotion thicker in the air. Not only had he said the words, he
had felt them. He had no doubts about how Nick felt now, for the first time
since he'd pressed the issue with Nick and felt that first, frantic kiss, he
had absolutely no doubts that this was what Nick wanted, too. That they both
wanted this and were getting the exact same things from it. They both wanted
the same things from each other.
Cody wanted forever. More then just a teen's dream of spending their life with
their high school sweetheart, he wanted to spend forever with Nick, his best
friend, the one person who had never let him down, never made him feel like
less then what he was. The one person who had always cared about him
unconditionally. And now he knew for a fact that is was deeper than he'd ever
let himself wish. And he wanted it forever.
Where the stripping that night in the tent had been frantic, and the parting of
clothes in the car had been minimal, tonight it was passionate. Every move made
was made with confidence and the simple joy of unveiling more skin to touch and
taste and pleasure. Cody didn't even remember losing his shoes or his socks,
but he felt every tooth on his pants zipper part and separate. He looked up at
Nick, balanced above him, and all he could think about was wanting everything.
"I want to do something." Nick was licking across Cody's chest, up towards his
neck, even as Cody's hands pushed his sweats down so he could kick them off. "I
don't know if I'll be any good, but I want to taste you, Cody. So badly. I
think about it constantly." He bit along the tendon in Cody's neck. "Can I?"
Cody was having trouble thinking beyond his hands gripping tightly to Nick's
ass where it met the thigh, pulling him in with tight thrusts. He finally
manage a befuddled, "What?"
Nick pulled away and pushed his hands into either side of Cody's waistband and
Cody absently lifted his hips as Nick pulled the pants down and finally off,
leaving him spread out across the bed in just his red briefs. Nick groaned and
immediately pressed his face downward, pressing his mouth open and hot against
Cody's dick though the cloth.
Cody groaned, and buried both hands into Nick's hair, pulling him in closer.
Nick's fingers were at the elastic, fingering it, tugging at it without pulling
it away. "Can I, Cody? Please? I want to taste you. So badly."
Cody finally realized what Nick had been trying to ask, and he felt his hips
snapping upwards, wanting desperately to thrust into Nick's mouth as the images
burst across his mind. "Yes, God yes! Nick, please..."
Nick was already pulling his underwear off, getting it off as fast as he could,
and he had his hand wrapped around Cody's cock and was stroking it even before
Cody got his feet free. Cody spread his legs wide, wantonly, as Nick's hot
breath teased along the delicate skin of his balls, his nose buried in Cody's
hip.
They were both groaning, and Cody knew he wasn't going to last long, not like
this. He wanted to tell Nick, to warn him how fast this was going to be, but he
couldn't get anything past the moans and groans filling his throat. His mind
tried to white out as he felt Nick's lips covering the head of his cock. He
felt his hips thrusting before he could stop them, but Nick was ahead of him,
his left arm already braced across his hips, pinning him down. Nick's mouth
went deeper, covering more of his dick, and sucking as he pulled off again.
Cody's fingers slid out of Nick's hair and he dug them hard into the blankets
on either side of his hips, digging the fingernails in deep.
"God, Nick! Nick!" He could hear himself talking, fairly shouting, but couldn't
focus on the words. Couldn't focus on anything but heat, and motion, and God,
Nick's mouth on his dick, Nick sucking his cock and stroking him hard and Nick
going down on him.
He was thrusting, despite the arm across his hips, short, jerky motions,
frustrated by the arm barring his way. He wanted more, wanted deeper, wanted to
bury himself in Nick's mouth. Nick seemed oblivious to everything but his task,
though, sucking and bobbing and moaning around the head. His fist was rubbing
and squeezing him in time with his mouth, but it was the wet heat that had
Cody's mind fogging and making it impossible to think though. The hand felt
good, but it was the lips wrapped around him and the tongue teasing his slit
that had his full focus.
"Nick! So close, so...Nick!" His hips were trying to move, and the more focused
Nick got, the more his arm eased, giving Cody more room to move. He wanted to
keep his hips still, and thrust in deep at the same time. "So close, Nick--!"
Nick groaned and finally seemed to hear the words. He pulled off, causing Cody
to gasp at the sudden shock of air hitting his dick, as both the hand and mouth
left him, but before he could say anything, both of Nick's hands were on his
hips. The full weight of Nick's body was holding him down, now, hands pressing
him into place, holding him still against the bed, and Nick's mouth was not
only back on Cody's dick, he was taking Cody deeper then ever.
Cody couldn't think past the pleasure, past the blinding heat. His eyes kept
sliding closed, but even closed, he could see the image of Nick's lips wrapped
around his cock, a look of concentration and pleasure mixing on his features.
His hips kept trying to thrust, but with Nick holding him like this, it was
futile. Nick had full control, he could do whatever he wanted, he could go as
deep as he wanted, and all Cody could do was lie back and feel.
The realization that he was completely powerless was the final straw; Cody felt
his dick pulsing and the blood rushing though his whole body became deafening.
All he could hear was the sound of blood in his ears and Nick groaning and
sucking him down.
It was incredible, he'd never felt so good in his life. Nick kept sucking at
him, even as Cody's orgasm started to ease, and Cody's body jerked and spasmed
as smaller aftershocks passed through him. Finally it started to be too much,
and he managed to pry his fingers away from the cloth and pull Nick up, pull
him off.
Nick didn't want to go, kept trying to suck and nuzzle, but Cody was getting
painfully sensitive now. Finally, with a draw of strength from some unknown
place, he managed to pull Nick up, pull him across his body and up to his lips.
He could taste himself in Nick's mouth. He'd never tasted himself before, and
the combination of himself and Nick was delicious.
Nick was nearly whimpering now, his hips thrusting his dick against Cody's
stomach.
 
Cody tore his mouth away, groaning into Nick's hair as Nick whimpered again and
continued to rut against him. "I want to see you." He groaned, biting at Nick's
ear. "God, Nick, please, I want to see you. Touch yourself, please, I can
hardly move, but God, I want to see you--"
The sound Nick made was incredible, not whimper, not groan, not moan, but
something of all three. He sat up, flinging his leg over Cody's, sitting back,
hips to hips, Cody's limp dick nestled against his ass. Nick had his hand
wrapped around himself almost as soon as he was upright. Cody's hands were
against Nick's hips instantly, digging in hard enough to leave bruises as
Nick's hand began to blur.
The motion was hard and fast and within seconds he was shooting across Cody's
chest. Nick fell forward, one hand coming up to catch himself, propping himself
upright as he continued to jerk though his orgasm, braced across Cody's chest
as he came.
Cody couldn't tear his eyes away, it was an image he hadn't even known he'd
wanted to see so badly, and now it was one of the best things he'd ever seen.
Nick's breath was ragged and gasping as his hand finally eased, and then
stilled. Cody drew his hands upward, gliding along every muscle, every bone,
until both hands were buried in Nick's hair, pulling him into a kiss as deep as
he could make it. They were both so out of breath, though, it ended up being
scattered, all lips and tongue and gasps for air. Nick finally lost the last of
his strength and collapsed on top of him, burying his face in Cody's neck as
they both tried to get their breath back.
"That," Cody finally managed to gasp out, "was your best idea ever."
Nick laughed into his shoulder, rolling onto his back and falling off Cody's
chest. "Wait until I show you the skin rag hidden under the mattress." He
laughed. "You'll think I'm a genius."
Cody lost it in a fit of giggles, rolling over onto Nick's shoulder to laugh
into his neck. For once, they both did fall asleep, messy and naked on top of
the covers, the door to the room still hanging wide open.
Sometime after sunset, they woke, and showered, and foraged in the kitchen for
a dinner of crackers and soup. They did actually study some, but they quickly
became distracted by the idea of actually sleeping together, of sharing a bed
and waking up in each other's arms.
Finally around midnight, they gave up, and decided to call it a night. Nick
returned to his sweats, and Cody a pair of briefs, neither bothering with
shirts. They had worn pajamas on the camping trip because the mountains had
been cold, and the extra layers were needed, even in the late spring, but here
in the lowlands, the air was just warm enough for them to not need much of
anything. It was the perfect time of the year, not so hot they couldn't sleep,
but not so cold that they needed the blankets. This was a short period of grace
for Southern California, and Cody always loved it.
Nick's bed was a little small for two teenagers of their size, but they buried
themselves in close and didn't mind the necessity of their tangled limbs.
Rather then fooling around, they found themselves talking, the same easy back
and forth they'd always shared. Once again, Cody found himself tucked into
Nick's shoulder, though he refused to call it snuggling. He felt safe. He felt
wonderful.
"You know, I never thought I'd have a high school sweetheart," he mused. "I
mean, I figured I'd have to get a girlfriend at some point, but I never
actually expected it to be someone I cared about."
Nick laughed, "Yeah, I know what you mean. Honestly, I was about five minutes
away from asking out Natalie, because I figured she was safer then anyone
else."
Cody nodded. "Seems kinda weird to know I'll actually be with someone. Even if,
you know, no one else knows we're with anyone."
"Someday they will."
Cody snorted. "Yeah, right, I can see that going down real well. My parents
already hate you, if they knew we were sleeping together, well..." He trailed
off. For all their faults, Cody loved and wanted to stay close to his parents.
"Exactly, so what do I got to lose?" Nick sounded just a little too gleeful to
be taken seriously. "Some day we'll run off to a place where no one will care.
We'll move outta this town, go somewhere that no one knows us, where no one
knows our families. We'll get a place together, and let people figure it out if
they want to."
Cody smiled and let out a soft chuckle, "I always wanted to live on a boat. A
real boat, not those be-sailed monstrosities of excess my parents love to
parade around in."
"Well there you go then." Nick nodded decisively. "We'll move somewhere up
along the coast, and get a boat together. It'll have to be kinda small, so we
have to share a room, and if anyone asks why we share a room, we just point
out, 'well, it's a boat, it's not like we can just add on a guest room if we
get visitors'."
Cody laughed into Nick's shoulder. "Yeah, like that's gonna fool anyone."
"No, no, you're right, we'll also need a reason for spending all our time
together." He mused for a moment. "We'll have to go into business together." He
nodded once, as if pleased with his brilliant solution. "It's California on the
beach, we can teach volleyball or scuba diving! Yeah, that'd make perfect
sense! We can use our boat for both our business and our home, say it's saving
us a ton of cash in both rent and business expenses."
Cody just kept laughing.
"We can start even sooner than that. We're in high school, we'll be expected to
wear class rings senior year, and they all look alike, no one will notice if we
wear each other's. I'm already lettering in two sports, I doubt anyone would
notice if you wore my jackets occasionally."
"I think they'd notice."
"Okay, then, you can find a sport, too." He poked Cody in the side. "How do you
feel about Mathletes?"
Cody snorted and pushed himself upward to stare down at Nick. "Mathletes?
That's what you want me to letter in?"
Nick was grinning widely, "Yeah, you'd look great in a set of coke-bottle
glasses and a corduroy jacket." He brushed his hands along Cody's arms. "With
leather patches at the elbows."
"Right, while you grow up to be a flower-child with a bandanna on your
forehead, out teaching beach volleyball in California's to beautiful women."
"I thought we were teaching scuba diving?"
Cody rolled his eyes and settled down against Nick's chest again. "Why don't we
just become private detectives, that's about as believable."
"Hey, whatever you want, babe, nothing's too good for you."
They both dissolved into laughter.
It was the best sleep over Cody ever had.
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