Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 78007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
All that circles my brain, but then he reaches up, hand at my nape, tickling the skin there, and that helps. Being touched by Theo always helps. I lose my head, all those other thoughts hidden behind my lust as I deepen the kiss, push my tongue farther into his mouth, and damned if Theo doesn’t try to climb over the console to get on my lap.
“Ouch, shit,” he says, pulling back.
“I guess the car isn’t the best place for us to have had this discussion.”
“I’m glad we had it, though.” His cheeks flush red.
“Me too.”
“So does this mean you’re my boyfriend?”
Any second, I expect the warning bells to start going off inside me…only they don’t. There’s nothing but Theo’s eager smile and the taste of him on my tongue. “I…guess so?”
Thankfully, he chuckles. “Don’t sound too excited.”
“I am,” I admit, that truth settling in my bones. “My first boyfriend.”
“First?”
“I told you I don’t do this.” He grins smugly, and I add, “Don’t be too proud of yourself.”
“I can’t help it. I am. I can’t figure out why you chose me, but I’m happy you did.”
“It’s basically just because you’re a ten,” I tease, and he snickers.
“I thought I was a nine.”
“That’s before I knew you.”
My face gets hot, and Theo points at me. “Holy shit, you’re blushing. Normally I’m the one doing that. This is an exciting twist, and just so you know, if you’re okay with it, I don’t want to keep this a secret. I want everyone to know.”
Damned if I don’t want everyone to know too. “I’m game. Now let’s deliver some more food, and hopefully, we’ll have time for me to blow you before I go to work.”
“Sounds like the perfect night to me.”
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Theo
“Sooo…guess what?” I tell the guys as we’re sitting in the living room. I’m still riding the high from earlier in the car with Perry, him telling me he likes me and that we’re boyfriends. I’ve been a boyfriend, of course, but I’ve never had one. It’s already fucking awesome, and all we did was eat some Sour Patch Kids and blow each other.
Jack looks at me from where he’s sitting in the chair and cocks a brow, as if wondering if I’m telling them about Perry. He doesn’t know we’re now boyfriends, so even he’s going to get a surprise.
“What?” Avery asks.
I’m sitting on the middle cushion with Avery and Casey flanking me. My stomach twists slightly, not because I think they’d give a fuck—I know they won’t. I would have thought that coming out to people you know will completely accept you would be a piece of cake, but the nerves are still there. Is this something that will ever go away, or will it always be scary? Jack finding out didn’t freak me out this much.
I wring my hands together.
“What is it, bro? You look like you’re gonna puke.” Casey puts a hand on my shoulder in support.
“I’m not gonna puke. I just… I have a boyfriend.” A breath escapes my lungs as soon as the words are out. It’s like I’m a balloon and they were a needle, letting out all the pressure.
“That guy you’ve been dating for weeks?” Avery asks, and I whip my head in his direction.
“I wasn’t dating him for weeks! We were just friends. With benefits,” I tack on. And how the hell did they even know about that? Was I that obvious?
Casey shrugs. “Seemed like dating to me.”
“You asked who she is!” I argue.
“We were keeping the options open and didn’t want to force you out. But you hang out with him all the time, and you come home like you’re floating in the clouds every time you’ve been with him.”
My cheeks heat. Goddamn them. “He doesn’t make me floaty.” He totally makes me floaty. There’s no reason to pretend otherwise.
“Congrats.” Jack smiles. “I had a feeling that would happen soon.”
“Earlier today,” I admit. “I…really like him.”
“He treats you good? Realizes how fucking awesome you are? Because Whit never did.”
It doesn’t matter to me if she did or not. That’s the past. What does matter is how Perry treats me now. “I feel like…I don’t know, like I’m enough the way I am. I don’t have to try so hard. I don’t have to sacrifice myself to make him happy.” Which is how I feel with other people, even if they’ve never tried to make me feel that way. My parents don’t. It will probably kill them to know the pressure I’m under, but I feel it regardless. With Perry, it’s simply not there.
“That’s fucking awesome, man. I’m happy for you.” Avery raises his hand to give me props.
“For sure. You deserve it,” Casey says, then grins. “You know that means we need to get to know him better now. Make sure he really is good enough for our boy.”