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Ezra
TUESDAY
Logan was missing, which wasn’t really unusual for him, but now that I kind of wanted his presence, I missed it. It left me wondering if he was okay. Was he sick? Just skipping because he couldn’t be bothered to show up? Did his car break down?
I sighed and stepped into the library, trying to figure out a way to ask Spencer if he’d heard from Logan today without seeming weird. I was sure it was already weird enough that Spencer saw us together like that and we didn’t even like each other. I didn’t want to confuse him even more.
But my curiosity was beginning to win out… along with my concern.
Spencer was sitting at our usual table when I made my way to the back of the library, and a smile automatically tilted my lips at the sight of him. More than likely sensing my presence, he looked up and returned my smile. My heart skipped a beat in my chest.
Spencer had no right looking this damn good and being so damn gorgeous when he smiled like that. It made me want to sink to my knees and fucking worship him. I’d crawl beside him if he ordered me to.
“Hey, baby,” I greeted, leaning down to softly kiss him. It was short and sweet, but fuck if my body didn’t react as if he were naked beneath me, ready for me to slide inside of him.
I was hooked. So deep in him. Drowning. I never wanted to breathe again.
I set my bag on the table before sitting in the chair beside him. Spencer turned to face me, and when I reached to open my bag, he placed his hand on mine. I arched a brow at him and flipped my hand over to link our fingers together. He softly laughed and gave my hand a gentle squeeze.
“I think we need to talk first.”
My heart dropped to my stomach, and my smile fell from my face just as fast. Was Spencer already choosing? It was too soon for that, wasn’t it? He’d barely spent any amount of time with me or Logan. How did he already pick one of us so fast?
I swallowed thickly. “Okay,” I rasped, trying to be brave. But fuck, I wasn’t ready for this. I’d finally found some happiness. My lonely life didn’t matter when Spencer was with me. And I was about to lose that.
“Logan still likes you.”
I blinked. And then blinked again. Because there was no fucking way I’d heard him correctly. I’d expected to have my damn heart broken, but Spencer was telling me that Logan liked me?
“What?” I finally managed to utter. Hell, it was all I could manage.
Spencer shrugged. “Logan and I were talking yesterday about what happened between you two, and he mentioned that he might still like you.” Spencer brushed the pad of his thumb over my wrist, making me shiver. “And I think that if you give him a little push, you two might be able to work things out and be together.”
I wasn’t a guy that typically ended up lost for words. But right then? I was speechless. Words were evading me. All I could do was sit there silently.
“I just…” Spencer glanced away, staring out the window closest to us for a moment. Drawing in a deep breath—as if he were gathering bravado—he looked back at me. “If you two worked things out and ended up together, then I wouldn’t have to choose.” He sank his teeth into his bottom lip. I quickly reached forward with my free hand and tugged it from between his teeth, not wanting that pretty, soft lower lip to be abused. “Ezra, I really don’t want to ever have to choose,” he said softly.
Not having to lose Spencer and possibly getting to be with Logan, too? It was too damn good to be true, but I wanted to try. I’d fucked up a few years ago. Handled the entire situation with Logan wrong. But I’d been humiliated. My entire life could’ve gone to shit if my friends had been homophobic. I should have read that note in private—not aloud to my friends, trying to be a jackass to seem “cool”.
But Logan had been brave. He had always been brave. And I envied him for that. He didn’t care about what people thought about him. He was unapologetically himself. And when he’d had his fingers wrapped up in my hair while he thrust his cock down my throat, I’d felt seen in a way I never had been before. Not in my entire life.
Swallowing thickly, I cupped Spencer’s cheek and brushed my thumb over his cheekbone. “You know some people might have something to say about the three of us being a throuple.”
He grinned. “Logan kind of said something similar yesterday.” Spencer scooted closer to me, his knee pressing against my thigh. “But I don’t care, Ezra. I like you both, and being with both of you shouldn’t be some wrong thing that society deems dirty.”
I leaned forward and smoothed my lips over his. He sighed, sinking into my kiss. I skimmed my nose over his cheek before pulling back to look at him. His dark eyes were filled with need—need for me. I would never get enough of it.
“When did you become so easy-going about all of this?” I quietly asked before dropping my head to nuzzle his neck. I was aching for him. Wanted to wrap him around me and never let him the fuck go.
“Since I sat down and thought about having to choose and it made me break out in hives,” he told me honestly. He rubbed the back of his neck, an embarrassed blush staining his cheeks. “Dad threatened to rush me to the ER because I was so red.”
I snorted and pressed a kiss to the tip of his nose. “Mind if we skip tutoring today? We need to find Logan.” I leaned back to look at him. “And speaking of Logan, where is he?”
Spencer shrugged. “He just texted me early this morning and told me he couldn’t make it to school. Something about not feeling well. He’s been unresponsive otherwise, so I figured he was just sleeping.”
I hummed, that worry I’d been feeling for Logan all day getting stronger. I had a vague idea of where he lived, and if I rode around long enough, I might be able to spot his car. If he was sick, he might need some soup and crackers. Or even just a little bit of company.
“Come on,” I told Spencer. “We’re going to find Logan. I might know where he is.”
