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“No one,” Sebastian agreed. It almost sounded like a growling threat to those who might. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in so close that air left my lungs. “I’ve been searching for you all my life.”
I felt the same way. And we’d been there all along. But pouring this into words suddenly felt too challenging. Instead, I pressed my lips against his, kissing him deeply and slowly, sealing the promise we had made.
As Sebastian turned us around and lifted me to sit on the edge of the soccer table, his kiss growing more passionate with each heartbeat, I felt empowered to face any challenge our return home could throw at us. And it would, I knew. Those challenges lurked in the near future. We had lived through the thick of it, escaped the claws of predetermined lives, broken the cycle of misery that plagued our parents, and scraped together some semblance of happiness. It was the best we could do.
I had no doubt that revisiting those memories would test this bond, but I also had no doubt that we were too good to be pulled apart.
Sebastian’s kisses grew hotter and I kissed him back just as fiercely. Our tongues battled one another for dominance. Our hands explored each other’s bodies like it was our first time. I was never bored of examining his physique again and again and again. I could stare at him all day long and lick him all through the night without feeling like I’d done it before. He filled me with the kind of thrill I had never encountered before in my life.
I no longer doubted that I was bisexual. The exact mechanics of my sexuality were unclear to me since checking out any other guy on the planet didn’t interest me. Then again, I’d lost interest in girls since kissing Sebastian that first time. He was like a fountain of infinite attraction. He was the best friend I had always assumed I would spend my life with in one way or another. I’d just never put the pieces together until the night I kissed him.
My fingers ran through his thick, dark locks, and my lips dragged over his face. As I stood on my feet, I wrapped my body around his, and we held each other in total stillness. The tumbling footsteps outside the basement door announced the new arrivals. Sebastian and I pulled a little back from one another.
Words filled my mouth, but it wasn’t the moment to say them. So I just looked into Sebastian’s eyes until Asher and Phoenix sauntered inside. They both swayed on their feet a little bit, tipsy grins on their faces and glassy looks in their eyes. Asher marched up to the little painting and gave his respects, then threw his arms over Sebastian’s and my shoulders. “I’m so happy you two got together,” he drawled. Asher smashed his lips against our faces, one after the other, giving us each a loud, friendly kiss.
Phoenix laughed. “Em-bem-ber-embarrassing.” He tripped over his foot and dropped into the armchair beside him. “Whoops!” He laughed louder.
“What’s the time?” I asked Sebastian, frowning. “You guys are wasted.”
“Kinda jealous,” Asher said, slurring a little less than his roommate. “Best friends. Grew up together. That’s so sweet.” He tacked on the last sentence slowly, simply, with a sigh.
“Yes, it’s very sweet,” Sebastian said in an oddly motherly tone. It filled me with laughter I didn’t want to release.
“Jordan would kick your ass if he saw you now,” I muttered instead.
Asher snorted. “Jordan. Big, scary Jordan.” He sighed again, but with satisfaction. “What a night.”
“Where were you, guys?” Sebastian asked.
“About…and…about,” Phoenix singsonged. “No. Hold on. About and…”
Asher interrupted his friend’s torturous attempt at getting it right by giggling like a kid. He was more hanging on our shoulders than hugging us. “Scary,” he murmured. “Doesn’t scare me, though.” As he chewed his words, Sebastian and I dragged him to the sofa without exchanging a single look to coordinate. Our heads were simply aligned. “Not afraid of Jordan…he’s a…” Asher hiccupped. “Smartass.”
“What the hell did you two drink?” I demanded of neither of them in particular. “Absinthe?”
“You sound like him,” Asher said, wrinkling his nose. “Don’t know fun. To have fun. How.”
Phoenix rolled with laughter.
I lifted Asher’s legs on the sofa and tucked a pillow under his head.
“He’s hot,” Asher said. “Saw him…on the lake…oopsie…” He grabbed the edge of the sofa like it was a rodeo bull trying to send him flying.
Sebastian and I exchanged a look, frowns creeping in. “If he pukes all over the place…” I said and drifted.
Sebastian shook his head with concern. “We can’t leave them here.”
“Can we drag them up two flights of stairs?” I asked.
“The living room would work,” Sebastian said.
“…swimming…watched him…” Asher rambled on about something while I crossed the basement and looked at the stairs.
“Can I ha-have some fridge?” Phoenix asked. “No. Mini…beer.” He kicked his feet in the air as he laughed. “Some fridge, please,” he added pointedly.
I caught Sebastian’s eye roll and shrugged. “At least Jordan and Beckett aren’t here to see this.”
“Hot!” Asher declared. He was red-faced and limp on the sofa, one hand still clutching the cushion like he would fall off the face of Earth if he let go.
