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“Of course you do, babe.” He sighed. “You do realise that he might not be interested in guys, right?”
“Of course I do. I’m not stupid. I know what I saw in the club. There was no mistaking the look in his eye.”
“I hope you’re right. But even if you’re not, it’s not the end of the world. You’ve got no shortage of admirers. And me. You’ll always have me.”
“Love you.” Twisting in JJ’s lap, I pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Your face is so cold!”
“Love you too. Why wouldn’t it be cold? It’s twelve degrees or something. You’re okay—you’ve got me to warm you up. I don’t have anyone to warm me up.” He paused, then added, “Not today, anyway.”
“No, but you’ve got no shortage of admirers.” I repeated his words back to him.
“That’s true.” His lips curved into a smile, but it soon disappeared. “Not necessarily the one I want, though.”
“JJ. If there’s anyone that doesn’t want you back, then they’re either the straightest person to ever be straight, they’re in a committed relationship, or they’re too stupid to realise what a catch you are.” Because JJ was thebest.
“Thanks, babe.” The smile reappeared on his face, although it seemed a little sad.
“Back to my admirers,” I said, because it was clear that he needed a change of subject. “My subs have been a bit stagnant lately. I need to boost them. Can you think of anything I could do to, y’know, get more interest?”
“Subs?” a voice said from my left. When I turned around, there was Noah with his brows raised, not even bothering to hide the fact he’d been blatantly listening in to my conversation with JJ.
“Subs. Yeah. I have a FanBoyzOnly account. You know. It’s basically OnlyFans, but it’s purely gay content. Or gay for pay.” Shaking my head, I sighed. “Those little cockteasers.”
“FBO? Wow.” Noah’s eyes widened. “So, what do you do? Like, uh, solo or couple stuff?”
Well, I never needed an excuse to talk about myself. Except—I glanced up at the pitch, and oh. My football player had the ball, and he was running down the pitch, past some other players from the opposite team, and he lookedglorious. His leg drew back, and I heard a soft thump as his boot connected with the ball, and he sent it sailing over some other players’ heads, right to Ander. Ander kicked, and then the ball was suddenly in the goal, and everyone was shouting and cheering. I jumped to my feet along with everyone else—or everyone supporting LSU—clapping and cheering.
“Did you see? My footballer did that! He helped Ander score!” I bounced up and down on the balls of my feet, smiling so hard my cheeks ached. I suddenly understood why people sat through ninety-plus minutes at the side of a freezing cold pitch, because this moment was euphoric. Not like orgasm-level euphoric, but maybe similar in a different way. Or, like, imagine a giant orgy where everyone came at the same time and you just all had a rush at once… Hmmm. No. That was highly unlikely to happen. Not that I’d personally know. Despite my sexual experience, I’d only actually been to one orgy. It wasn’t really my thing. Too many people. But to each his own, or whatever.
I shook my head.Stop getting sidetracked by sex. Back to my footballer. Waving my hand in the air in the hope that he’d see me, I kept my gaze on him, watching as the team all congratulated each other and clapped the small crowd of supporters. My footballer’s gaze scanned the stands, and then he saw me.
A jolt went through my body, like I’d been shocked with one of those heart starter things. My footballer’s eyes widened, his brow creasing, and his mouth opened. The expression on his face was definitely disbelief. He blinked a couple of times, and then he smiled.
At me.
A smile, just for me, complete with dimples.
“Catch me, JJ. I’m swooning.” My knees felt weak. How could a smile have such an effect on me?
“Drama queen,” he murmured in my ear, but he placed a steadying hand on the small of my back. “Looks like you caught his attention.”
“It does, doesn’t it?” The action began again, and my footballer tore his gaze away from me as the players focused on the ball, but I couldn’t stop my smile. Taking my seat on JJ’s lap once again, I turned back to Noah, although I kept tracking my player as the game went on. My heart was still racing, and I attempted to calm myself by taking a deep, even breath. “You asked me what I did. My content’s mostly solo. Posing for photos, vanilla stuff, toys, whatever. But every now and then I do a collab with some of the other content creators on the site. We’ll usually take a day and do a load of different scenes, and then feed them to our subscribers over a period of time. We build up the hype, do little teasers on our social media, and then by the time we post the photos and videos, we’ve hopefully got enough interest for both our current subs and potential new ones.”
“That’s so interesting.” Noah grinned at me. “I could’ve done with that knowledge at the beginning of the semester. I had a money problem for a bit, and I happened to run into Liam’s car while that was going on.” He nodded his head towards his boyfriend, who was currently jogging down the side of the pitch. “Although whatever he tells you, it was his fault.”
“I would’ve liked to have seen Liam’s face when he saw you on FanBoyzOnly,” came a voice from the other side of Noah. Elliot peered around him, grinning at us.
“Me too.” JJ smirked, glancing at where Liam was on the pitch. “I’ll never forget his face when he saw me flirting with you that time in the student union. He looked like he was trying to murder me with his eyes.”
Following JJ’s gaze, Noah shook his head. “Hey. He’s not that bad. Yeah, he’s a bit possessive still, but nothing like he was. He’s much more secure with everything now. You know, that whole thing was a lot for him. He wasn’t out back then, and he couldn’t tell anyone that he wanted me. You know what it was like. Now he’s…he knows I love him, and I’d never want anyone else. He’s mine, and I’m his, and nothing’s gonna change that fact. We can both be open about it, and I think—no, I know—he’s much happier now, right?”
JJ and Elliot both nodded. “He’s different now,” Elliot said. “Definitely happier. More easy-going. He had a hard time of it, but when he came to that party and came out to pretty much everyone all at once, and announced that he wanted to be with you, I could see it so clearly. It was like he’d had this huge weight on him, and then it was just…gone.”
I stared at Elliot, enraptured. “That sounds so romantic.”
“It was.” Noah’s mouth curved into a small, soft smile. “He’s just…he’s the best.”
“Look at you, all loved up. Elliot and Ander, too. Who’s going to be next?” JJ wondered aloud. There was something in his voice…
