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We both laugh as the end credits finish rolling on the movie. She quickly selects the next movie and we cuddle into each other. I can’t help but be glad we became best friends. Through thick or thin, Melina is always there for me.
Chapter 16
Carter
I’ve been up for hours, just watching her sleep. Her pouty pink lips are slightly parted and I yearn to kiss them. Her brunette locks are still swept up in the messy bun she loves to wear, but I let out a laugh at all the strands that have worked their way free. The cami top she slept in has twisted on her body and one of her tits threatens to break free. How easy it would be to help it the rest of the way out, then latch my mouth onto her rosebud nipple.
She was supposed to be with the guys last night, but I managed to convince her to make her way into my bed. The guys didn’t mind, though. No, they were more than content to slink away to the bedroom they share. What they do in the privacy of their room, I don’t want to think about. No one wants to think about their brother being fucked.
Reaching out, I push the caramel strands from her eyes, careful not to wake her. When she got here last night, something was different. She seemed distracted and sad, as if she was carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders. Her eyes didn’t hold the same joy as they have since the night I met her at the club.
She’ll be leaving soon to spend today and tonight with her friend, so I want to let her sleep as long as she can, so I can keep her with me longer. Call me selfish if you want, but I don’t know how I’m going to tell her goodbye.
I have this weird feeling deep in my gut that the world is about to come crashing down. But oddly, it’s more than just me I see it happening to. It’s all of us, Ginny included. I don’t know why I feel so strongly about her.
Me and the guys really need to talk tonight. I also need to have a one-on-one conversation with my brother. I know he’s had something on his mind too, and I know what it is. I may not be the smartest pea in the pod, but I do have some common sense. He’s not out as being bisexual, but Blake is. That’s a headache waiting to happen.
As much as I want to stay here with her, the urge to pee is not going away. I carefully get out of bed, taking care not to jostle her. Once I’m standing, I pause, making sure she’s still sleeping peacefully. When I’m convinced she is, I pick up my boxers from the floor and slide them on, almost stumbling over as I do. You’d think by playing hockey I’d have a little more grace and balance, but apparently not.
Opening the door, I step out into the hallway, then gently close it behind me. As I turn around, I bump into Chase. Putting my fingers to my lips, I tell him to be quiet and whisper, “I’ll meet you in the kitchen. I got to take a piss.” He nods and heads off down the hallway. I let out a laugh when I see him reach back and scratch his ass.
I quickly step inside the bathroom, not caring to shut the door, and lift the lid to the toilet. After I’m done pissing, I wash my hands and head to the kitchen. Chase is sitting at the end of the table, a bowl of cereal in front of him and one sitting to the side for me. The sounds of the coffee maker brewing filter through the space.
“She’s still asleep, huh?” comes out garbled around a mouthful of food.
“Yeah. Where’s Blake?” I sit down in the seat and lift the spoon, taking a bite of the cereal. Sugary sweetness. I shouldn’t have doubted he would go for the sweetest one we had in the cabinet.
“Asleep, too,” he says softly.
“What’s wrong, Chase?” He’s quiet, so I know something is up.
“Blake keeps talking about all the things we’re going to do when we get home.”
“Okay, so what’s the problem with that? You’re a couple now,” I tell him before taking another bite.
Chase doesn’t say anything. He just looks glumly down at the bowl in front of him as he pushes the cereal around with the spoon. His shaggy brown locks, sticking up on the ends except for the longer pieces in front, falling into his eyes. Eyes that look sad.
“Talk to me, Chase. We’re brothers. You can tell me anything.”
“I haven’t come out yet. Yes, Mom and Dad know, but I haven’t told the team. I’m scared, Carter.” He drops his spoon in the bowl and looks up at me, his eyes red, and I know he’s been crying at some point this morning.
“What are you scared of, Chase?”
“That the team will treat me differently. Not to mention what happens when we get back? Yeah, Blake cares about me here, but what happens when we’re home?” I can tell he’s been worrying about this for some time. Or the weight of our time coming to a close here has finally come crashing down on him.
“Chase, you need to stop. You know our team; you’re friends with all of them. Do they treat Blake differently?” I give him a stern look as I wait for his answer.
“No.”
“Then why the hell is that even a thought?” I whisper-yell.
“But—"
“No way, brother, I’m not letting you have your own one-man pity party. You’re letting your head think too much about shit. You have a family, a team and a boyfriend who supports you. No one is going to treat or think of you differently. You need to—”
“I know a few things my boyfriend needs to do,” Blake suggestively smirks as he steps into the kitchen, making a beeline straight for Chase. Blake takes hold of Chase’s chin with his thumb and forefinger, tilting his head up and kissing his lips softly. “Mmmm, sugary. Want some coffee?”
“Yeah, baby,” he tells him, before cutting his eyes at me.
