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19
Bleary-eyed and stifling a yawn, I glanced at my phone screen. Only nine-fifteen in the morning.
I hadn’t even fallen asleep until sometime after 4:00 a.m. My head had been too full, going over everything that had happened with Noah, the way he made me feel, and attempting to line it up with everything I thought I knew about myself.
I’d come to a few conclusions. One: Noah was a fucking master at kissing. Two: he gave the best blowjob I’d ever had in my life, bar none. Three: I was attracted to him. There was no doubt in my mind.
Point number three, and everything else that came with it, was way too hard to get my head around, and I had an essay due on Monday that I hadn’t even started yet. It was one I needed to do well on—it counted towards my final grade for the module, and my professor was an absolute bastard. He didn’t tolerate anything that didn’t have 100 percent effort put into it, and he seemed to get a sadistic pleasure from tearing people down in his lectures. So for now, I needed to somehow find a way to push everything with Noah to the back of my mind so I could get this essay banged out.
But first, coffee.
After throwing on a pair of shorts, I made my way downstairs and into the kitchen, still yawning. It was empty except for the person who’d been occupying my thoughts for most of the night. I took a minute to appreciate the lines of his bare back, going down to the tempting curve of his ass that was currently covered by a pair of long black shorts. Below the shorts, the muscles of his calves flexed as he shifted from one bare foot to the other, tapping his fingers on the counter as he waited for the kettle to boil.
Fuck. It was like he had a direct line to my cock. How and when had this happened?
I swallowed hard, then cleared my throat.
Noah spun around, a smile on his face that died away when he saw me. He sucked his lip between his teeth, giving me a hesitant look.
“Hi.” Crossing the room to stand against the same counter, I reached for my mug, then grabbed a pod for the coffee machine.
“Hi. Are you…” Pausing, he took in my appearance, and his brows furrowed. “You look tired.”
I shrugged. “Didn’t sleep well.” Slotting the pod into the machine, I placed my mug under the nozzle, and I almost missed the way his face fell.
“Oh.” He turned away from me, and his whole body was so stiff. I’d bet anything that he’d taken my comment the wrong way, thinking it was to do with him. Yeah, okay, itwasto do with him, but not in the way he was probably imagining.
A sudden weird urge came over me, and I followed it through without even thinking about it. Stepping up right behind him, I planted one arm on the counter and wrapped the other around his waist. Then before he had a chance to react, I angled my head forwards and clamped my teeth down on the top of his shoulder.
“Hey!” Shaking me off, he spun around with a savage glare, although it was clear he was trying not to laugh. “What was that for?”
“Punishment for you playing your music too loud yesterday.” I smirked at him.
“What are you, five? Who bites someone as punishment?”
I stepped up to him, gripping the counter on either side of his body. His eyes darkened as I lowered my mouth to his shoulder, skimming my lips across his warm skin. “Can you really call it punishment if you liked it, though?”
“Liam. You—”
He didn’t get to finish whatever he was going to say because we both heard the stairs creak. I sprang away from him, busying myself with the coffee machine, hitting the button to start it up. Out of the corner of his eye, I saw him scrub his hand across his face, and his hand went to his shorts, subtly adjusting himself. Thank fuck the thought of one of our housemates discovering us in a compromising position had made my cock deflate almost instantly.
Travis stumbled into the kitchen with Kira under his arm, both of them looking as tired as I felt. Kira raised a hand in greeting and then took a seat at the table.
Travis stepped over to Noah, a sly grin on his face. “No Elliot this morning?”
Grabbing my mug from the machine, I gritted my teeth in a sudden murderous rage.
Calm the fuck down.
“That was…nothing happened. We’re just friends.” Noah shot me a sideways glance before picking up his mug of tea and heading over to the kitchen table to join Kira.
“But you want it to be more, right? You two looked so cute together.” Kira’s smile was soft as she looked at Noah, and I couldn’t handle it.
Not bothering with a goodbye, and definitely not waiting to hear whatever Noah’s reply was, I walked straight out of the kitchen and into the lounge, slumping down on the sofa across from Damon. He was oblivious as always, AirPods in, doing something on his laptop.
What was I doing, messing around with Noah? Everyone seemed to have a hard-on for Elliot with him. Elliot, as much as I didn’t want to admit it, was a nice guy, and everyone liked him. He was one of those studious types without being a geek. He shared interests with Noah; they were always doing running shit together. I could objectively see that Elliot was a good-looking guy, and most importantly, he was gay.
I was good-looking enough, but none of the other things applied to me. Noah deserved to be with someone who’d treat him right, who was sure in their sexuality and would be happy to be seen with him. Not this weird thing we had going on now with all the back-and-forth, hidden kisses, and me jumping away from him when there was a danger of anyone catching us.
