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“I could have clung on longer.”
He snorts. “Keep telling yourself that.”
“I could’ve,” I say, taking the towel from his hands and drying myself off. “But Iamravenous. And low blood sugar is a thing.”
Sem grabs a pair of shorts and a tank top and pulls them on, sans underwear which is way hotter than it has any right to be.
He hands me my clothes, I quickly tug them on, and then he lifts me up once again and carries me out of the RV and into his truck. When we’re inside the cab, I’m pulled into the middle seat as he buckles me in. It’s where I belong anyways. I don’t want to sit so far away from him.
Who would have thought that my feelings for him could change so dramatically in mere weeks? It feels like yesterday that we were daring each other to fuck and now I want to snuggle into him. To be close to him.
He mentioned me inflicting some kind of voodoo spell on him, but right now it feels like the opposite. I feel like he’s bewitched me and I’m not even upset about it.
As we drive out of the RV park, me tucked under his arm, I place an online order for the food. My hands trace his legs, teasing him as I run my fingers up the skin of his thighs. He doesn’t stop me. He just allows my hands explore.
We’re pulling up to the burger joint a few minutes later, and I shiver when Sem helps me out of the truck. He adjusts his hard length, tucking it under his waistband, and then peers down at me.
“Why are you so cold?”
“It’s breezy and I’m like half your size, so I shiver. You know, like a normal human?”
Sem reaches around me into the truck, grabs a sweatshirt from the small back seat, and tugs it over my head. It’s so large it covers my shorts and almost hits my knees.
“Fuck, that’s…” he rubs a hand over his jaw and fiddles with the hoodie strings, tugging me closer. “You look like you’re not wearing any pants.”
“It’s not my fault you’re gigantic,” I say, rolling up the sleeves and then the bottom of the sweatshirt a little. “I bet you’re imagining me wearing only this and bending over for you, aren’t you, straight boy.”
Sem tugs me closer and leans down, “And you’d let me, too.”
My breath hitches because, yeah, I so would.
“I want to carry you inside.”
I want that too, but we have to act a little normal in public. People wouldn’t understand this thing we've been doing. I don’t even understand it. I just know that Ilikeit.
“Probably not a good idea,” I say and then reach down, place my hand in his, and tug him into the busy joint. The way his rough palm slides against mine makes my stomach do somersaults. I half expect him to let go of me as we move through the crowd of people, but he just holds on as we make our way to the takeout counter. A group of people are waiting for their food, and only then does Sem release me. He pulls me to his side as we wait for my name to be called, and I discreetly press my nose into his side and inhale.
Damn, he smells way too good.
Sem’s fingers are playing with my ear lobe when a familiar voice causes me to turn my head.
“Hey, Magnus!”
I stiffen when I see Colin moving through the crowd. Without thinking, I move slightly away from Sem.
Don’t ask me why I do. I just fucking move and hate myself a little when I do it.
“Hi, Colin,” I say as he makes his way to my side. He looks good tonight, wearing loose track pants and a short-sleeved shirt showing his lean musculature.
Not as good as Sem, but still.
“Hi, Sem,” Colin says, meeting Sem’s gaze and then looking back at me with a soft smile on his face. “I missed you in yoga this morning. I looked for you, but August said you were busy.”
“Oh, yeah, I had a thing with my family. Had to miss class,” I tell him, and Colin nods, reaching out and tugging lightly on my oversized sweatshirt.
“You look cute in this.”
“Thanks,” I say, feeling myself blush, not from the compliment but because Sem can hear this entire thing.
