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“Deal.” I smiled at him.
Liam caught his wrist, tugging Noah into him. “I’ll see you back at home later. Have fun, yeah?” He kissed him softly, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend, uncaring of the fact that I was staring at them both. Something inside me flipped or jumped—it was a feeling I couldn’t even begin to explain.
I had no idea what expression was on my face, but Ander leaned into me, speaking in a low voice. “Is it…uh, does it make you uncomfortable?”
My head snapped around, my eyes taking in his wary expression. I shook my head violently. “No. Fuck, no. I have no problem at all.” Stopping to think about it for a second, I shook my head again. “It’s not…I guess I never really had any gay friends growing up, so I haven’t really been around, um, people that aren’t straight—as far as I know, at least—but why should it be any different to Liam kissing a girl, y’know? That’s not the point. It’s…” I trailed off, burying my face in my arms with a groan. “I haven’t had enough alcohol for this conversation.”
There was a scraping sound, and when I lifted my head again, in front of me was a fresh pint, a shot glass brimming with a clear liquid, and two of my teammates who were looking at me with identical expressions on their faces—still wary, but intrigued.
“Drink up, and then you can tell us what’s going on.” Ander flashed me a grin, lifting his shot glass.
I nodded in acknowledgement and drank.
After the first shot, Ander decided we should have another. When we’d downed those, while I tried not to grimace at the burn of the alcohol, we moved on to our pints. As I lifted the glass to my lips, Ander spoke up again.
“Want to talk about it?”
Fuck it. What was the worst that could happen? Pushing past the embarrassment of confiding in two people I didn’t know particularly well, I said, “I subscribed to someone’s FanBoyzOnly account, and I uh, did stuff while I was looking at their pictures.”
Liam choked on his pint as Ander’s face lit up in a huge, evil grin, his eyes widening as he leaned across the table. While Liam recovered from his coughing fit, I raised my brows at Ander’s obvious glee.
He cleared his throat, still grinning. “Sorry, but I wasn’t expecting you to say that. FanBoyzOnly. That’s gay content, isn’t it?”
I gave him a short nod.
“Ahhh, now I see what the problem with Liam and Noah kissing was. Another poor, confused, not-so-straight LSU football player. Welcome to the club. So far, the members are me, Liam, and Levi. It’s very exclusive.”
“Huh?” I stared between them, watching as they both smirked at me.
Liam shot Ander a sideways glance. “I thought I was straight until I met Noah.Levi…I dunno what happened exactly, but him and his boyfriend both thought they were straight before they got together. They were rival team captains as well—fuck knows how they even got past their differences, let alone have a relationship. Although, I guess me and Noah started off on the wrong foot, too. And then we have Ander, who was too dense to realise that his best friend was the love of his life.”
“Fuck off! I was not.” Ander paused. “Okay, I was, a bit. Whatever, the point is, we thought we were straight, until we weren’t. How did it happen for you?”
“Uhhh…” Fuck, I could feel my cheeks getting hot. I gulped down more of my pint. “I’m not sure. I always wondered about it a bit. I watched some solo guy porn every now and then and I could get off to it or whatever. But I never really had any inclination to take it any further.”
“FanBoyzOnly isn’t taking it much further. Unless—” Ander’s eyes widened, and his mouth fell open. “Fuck me! It’s JJ’s friend, isn’t it? Niccolò?”
I buried my head in my arms again. “How did you know?”
He laughed. “Lucky guess. Nah, maybe because I was there at Revolve when he was all over you? And then he came to our football match, didn’t he? There was a vibe between you two.”
“Yeah, well, I haven’t seen him since then. We kissed after the match and that was it. Nothing since then, and that was months ago.”
“But he’s been in your head, otherwise you wouldn’t have subscribed to his account,” Liam interjected.
“I don’t know what it is,” I admitted. “He’s nothing like anyone I’ve ever met. He’s… Fuck, look at him.” Thrusting my phone out, still open to Nic’s FBO page, I closed my eyes.
“Uh, we don’t need to see his nudes— Whoa, wait. Is that an LSU football hoodie?”
I snatched the phone back, ignoring Ander’s shocked exclamation. My eyes scanned the image, catching on something in the corner. I hadn’t noticed it before, too busy looking at Niccolò, but now, as I zoomed in, I saw it.
Someone who wasn’t familiar with LSU or the team would never have noticed it. But the way the sky-blue fabric was folded, I could see a small section of the LSU wording on the front, and an ‘R’ on the back.
It was my hoodie.
The one I’d let him wear that day. The day we’d kissed.
CHAPTERSIX
