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Jerking her arm from my grip, she stomps out of the room and up the stairs. Meanwhile, I’m staring at her, dumbstruck, without a damn thing to say.
Nineteen
Dean
14 years old
Isaac’s knee knocks mine on the couch. When he turns toward me with a grin, I do my best not to look his way. His brother is in his room, but after the incident last week with Caleb walking in on us, I don’t feel comfortable doing anything here.
I already feel like Caleb might kick my ass if he sees me again. The look he gave me that night did not instill a lot of comfort. Before that night, I was sure Isaac could open up to his brother about being gay. Even if he couldn’t come out to his parents, at least he had his brother.
Isaac’s hand reaches for mine on my lap, but I jerk it away. “Your brother is home,” I mutter under my breath.
“So,” Isaac replies with a playful smirk.
“So, I don’t need him walking in on us again. This time, he will surely kick my ass.”
“He will not.” Isaac laughs.
“Did you see his face? He looked like he wanted to murder me.”
Isaac hangs his head back on the sofa. “He was just surprised.”
“Yeah, surprised to find his little brother making out with a guy,” I snap in return.
“You were the one who said he’d be cool with it,” he argues.
“Well, I was wrong.”
Isaac reaches for my hand again, intertwining our fingers as he rests his head on the couch and gazes at me through his thick lashes. My resolve starts to fade the more he looks at me like that.
“I don’t like pretending you’re just my friend,” he mumbles.
I roll my eyes, trying to keep my gaze focused on theSpider-Manmovie playing on the TV. “You’re so dramatic.”
This makes him laugh as he launches himself at me, pressing his lips against my cheek. Turning my face toward him, I try my best to look stern, but it doesn’t work, and he launches again, this time pressing his lips to mine.
In the distance, a door closes. I shove Isaac off me and look toward the stairs. A moment later, Caleb appears, pauses near the bottom, and glares at me.
“What are you two doing?” he mutters angrily.
“Watching a movie,” Isaac replies casually.
Caleb stares at me for a moment, heat and anger in his eyes. “Isaac, your friend needs to go home.”
“What?” Isaac barks. “Why?”
“Because Mom and Dad said. You’re failing math, and they said no friends over.”
Bullshit. I know that’s utter bullshit, but Caleb can’t stand the thought of his brother with a guy, and he just wants to be rid of me.
“Isaac,” Caleb calls in frustration when he doesn’t respond.
“What is your problem?” Isaac groans.
“Mom and Dad are on their way home, and if they find you with a friend over, it’s going to bemyass.”
“Dude, you’re twenty-one. They can’t yell at you anymore.”
