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“Since when do you eat sweets?” Parker mutters under his breath.

“Not for me. For you.”

“Oh, I see.” He lifts his head with a grin. “That sounds good. No one’s going to be expecting you there, right? You can fly under the radar.”

“Yeah.” Do I want to fly under the radar? Of course I want some peace and quiet on vacation, but do I want to be constantly looking over my shoulder to make sure no one connects Parker and me?

I inhale deeply, filling myself with his scent. Which weighs heavier? My need to have Parker with me at all times during my vacation, or the fear that I’ll be found out?

Right now, I want to hold on to this moment between us. I want the ease that exists between Valentina, my sister, and me on this subject. I want their support. I’d get it from Blake and Sid, too. I’m sure of that. Almost sure.

“I’m going to tell Joni, my sister, that we’re together. I’ll see her during my vacation. If you take time off with me, I don’t want to waste any minute choosing between the two of you.”

Parker lifts his head. I can barely read his expression. “That’s . . . ” Instead of continuing, he kisses me. “I’m looking forward to meeting your sister.”

“She’s looking forward to it, too. Oh my god, this is going to be something.” I laugh. “I’d better get prepared soon.”

He sits up, takes my hand, and places it over his heart. “Dammit, Evan. I’m happy.”

My mouth falls open. Pure adrenaline rushes through me.

Parker has never just been happy around me before. At least, this is the first time he ever said that.

“So can I tell my people, too?” His question dampens my endorphin rush. He immediately raises his hand and waves the comment off. “Only Ricky, Carly, and my dad.”

Damn, it’s different talking about this with my people—people I know will keep their mouths shut. At least I know that the moment I confide in them, I’ve done everything I can to protect myself. Giving Parker free rein to talk about me is much harder.

He peers at me with such hope that I force myself to shake off the irrational panic inside me. “Yeah. Maybe we can do this together?” That way, I still have some control left. “After the playoffs, okay? I need to have a clear head for this and don’t want to be distracted.”

His shoulders slump. He looks as if I’ve lifted a hundred-pound weight off his shoulders. “Of course. We don’t have to rush into this. But when we go to Belgium this summer, maybe I should explain to my dad why this is happening. And I don’t want to keep lying to Ricky and Carly. They’re already wondering about it, anyway.”

“Okay. Let’s do that.” The words come easily. For the first time in my life, I’m convinced that it’s possible. With Parker by my side, anything is possible.

He turns his back to me and presses his ass against my lap. “I know you need to sleep. You guys have a game tomorrow. But can we do it one more time?”

I kiss his shoulders, the nape of his neck, all the way into his hair. He reaches his hand back toward me, and I intertwine our fingers. I kiss the back of his hand. We untangle our fingers again; Parker reaches for my thigh, and I stroke his stomach while I plant kisses on his back, licking his salty skin.

My cock stiffens. I slide it against Parker’s ass. The remaining lube there makes it easy for me.

Parker’s shoulder in front of me is a magnet pulling me in. I can’t get enough of kissing that bulge while my fingers search for his erection. He grows hard beneath my fingers, and I rub him slowly.

“Can we skip the condoms sometime?” Parker whispers, leaning back against me.

“As soon as possible,” I reply, and he hands me one from the nightstand. If he wants, we can get tested tomorrow.

I hurriedly open it and slip it on. Parker watches me over his shoulder. I capture his mouth in a kiss, which he immediately deepens.

He arches his back, pushing his ass further toward me. With one hand between us, I spread him open and slowly push my cock inside.

Parker is still all soft and stretched out from earlier, and I slide into him without resistance.

I bury my face in the nape of his neck. I breathe in Parker’s scent, grinding my hips against him. He meets me, matching my rhythm. We’re completely one.

He wraps his fingers around my hand, and together we rub him to climax.

His moans are quiet and deep this time, and they sound as satisfied as I feel.

Chapter 20 – Parker