Frat Wars : King of Thieves

“I was never uncertain about you.”
“What?”
He shakes his head. “Even from that first night. I swear I looked at you, covered in dirt and leaves and sitting next to my piss, and I thought, yep. He’s the guy I’m going to marry.”

I follow his instructions, and as I’m letting out the breath, Bailey works another finger in me. I’ve lost track of how many of them fill my ass; all I know is there are entirely too many digits and not enough dick.

Hey, I never claimed to be cool.
Turning into a whining puddle of need while your boyfriend is rimming you has to be frat as fuck, and if it isn’t, I’ll argue the point.

“How do you always do this?”
“What?”
“Make me fall for you a little more every time we’re together.”

I like being surprised, and Bailey’s been my biggest surprise so far.
I’m falling for him, and it doesn’t scare me.
I’m falling for him, and I want to be. Not only that, I want to fall faster, harder. No safety net.
And when Bailey pulls back and his gorgeous blue eyes meet mine, I get my wish.
I’m in free fall.

“I wish I could take out my eyeballs and let you see yourself the way I do.”
Goddamn, he’s sweet. “Now there’s a romantic thought.”

“It’s not too late to run, you know.”
“Of course it is.”
“Why?”
“Because now I’ve met you. I couldn’t run if I tried.”

“Then don’t,” I whisper.
“Don’t?”
“Don’t get over me. Don’t try to get past this. It’s basically the dumbest thing we could do right now, and I could name a million reasons why we shouldn’t, but let’s be dumb together.”
“Are you …” He stares for a moment. “Are you saying you want to date me? Like, actually.”
“I want you. Does it matter what we call it?”
Chad’s gorgeous face breaks out into a grin. “Nah, just want to clarify.” He squeezes me tighter. “I’ve never had a boyfriend before.”
That word makes me shiver. “Say it again.”
“What? Boyfriend?”
I kiss him. “You’re my boyfriend.”
“I am.” Chad laughs. “So much for my epic year of slutting around.”
“Was that really your plan?”
“Yep. Just goes to show why I shouldn’t try to think ahead.”

I don’t want to think. I want him to take that away and leave me in a place where all I need to do is hold him close and let myself feel good. I ache for him, and he’s right here.

Maybe we never should have started to begin with.
But if I’m the sun, he’s the moon. Beautiful and awe-inspiring. So pure and vibrant. Outshining the stars.