“It was just a kiss, Cole, don’t get all excited.”
“But he’s still living here?”
“Yes.”
“And you’re still talking?”
I frowned. “Why wouldn’t we be?”
“So you kissed, and everything carried on as normal, no awkwardness?”
I’d thought maybe there would be, but no, I had to grudgingly admit, it wasn’t awkward between us. “No.”
He sipped his tea, watching me over the rim of his mug. “Are you going to do it again?”
And that was the question, wasn’t it?
“I want to.” I caught myself reaching for Jasper all the time, but something always stopped me. “But...”
“But what?”
“We live together already. If we start anything, then we’d already be in each other’s pockets and I don’t think that’s a healthy way to start a relationship.”
“A relationship?”
“You know what I mean.”
“Make him move out, then. Problem solved.”
I laughed and shook my head. “I’m not making him move out just so I can fuck him.”
Cole grimaced. “Let’s not go into detail, eh?”
“Awkward?”
“Weird.” He hummed, fingers tapping on his mug. “You haven’t brought up the age difference once, though.”
Because I didn’t notice it when we were together.
I shrugged. “No, I haven’t.”
Cole slid closer to me and nudged my shoulder with his. “Because it doesn’t matter, does it? Jasper’s a great bloke.”
“He is.” I felt like I knew him far better than our time together suggested, but did I? “We still hardly know each other though, Cole. I doubt he’s interested in a twenty-six-year-old who would rather stay home on a weekend than go out clubbing or whatever.”
“That’s a load of bollocks and you know it.” He looked cross now. “If you don’t want to start anything with Jasper because you live together or he’s too young or whatever, then that’s your choice. But don’t assume what he thinks without even asking him. That’s unfair, Finn.”
God, I was being lectured by my younger brother about his best mate. And what was worse, he had a point. How had this happened? “Yeah, you’re right.”
He looked far too smug at hearing that.
“Enjoy it while you can, I doubt it’ll happen again anytime soon.” I dodged his punch, laughing as he grumbled about arsehole brothers, but a knock on the front door brought us both to a halt.
“Expecting someone?” Cole glanced towards the door.
I shook my head. “Nope.” It was way too early for Jasper to be home, unless things had gone terribly wrong with his mum, and besides, he had a key. I didn’t recognise the outline of whoever was out there either.
Standing outside my front door was about the last person I expected to see.
