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“Poor choice of words, Christian.”
“We’re going to behave ourselves, dammit.”
“Of course we will.”
“Because we’re grown-ass adults who have self-control.” I glance back at him to find him grinning at me.
“Maybe if you say it enough times, you’ll believe it.”
“And maybe if I jerk off in the shower before sharing a bed with you, that’ll help too.”
“Sounds like a solid plan to me.”
Somehow we’re able to sneak inside and upstairs before anyone catches sight of us. I’m assuming most of my roommates are out either working or drinking, but since the front door was unlocked, at least one of them is home. I love them, but I’m relieved I don’t have to deal with any of them right now. The only thing I want to do is get through the fastest solo shower session in history and then climb into bed beside Émile.
I plant him on the side of my bed with strict instructions to strip off while I’m gone but before I turn to leave, he grabs my arm.
“There is another reason I’m here. Other than the possibly missing you a smidge.”
“Oh yeah?”
He swallows roughly, and sets both hands purposely on his thighs. “I don’t want engagement photos.”
“Huh.” My heartbeat kicks up a notch as my brain immediately spins into overdrive because if he doesn’t want to do this anymore … well, we’re both kinda fucked from that angle, but at least I won’t need to jerk off in the shower, I guess. “Umm why?”
“Because like you said, it’s dumb. Quite frankly, I hate all the pompous rigmarole I’ve been raised with and I’ve decided I don’t want to play that game anymore. And so we’re going to announce this thing like any average couple would.”
Well, that sounds a whole lot better than I’d been expecting. “Social media?”
“Exactly.”
“I guess now isn’t a great time to mention that having a couple hundred thousand followers isn’t exactly ‘average,’ huh?”
“Please let me have my delusion.”
I lean down to brush a light kiss over his lips before I’ve caught up to what I’m doing. As soon as it hits me, I straighten. Clear my throat. Avoid his eye. “Right, well. I’ll be back once I’ve rubbed one out.”
“And I’ll be in your bed waiting.”
Fuck, fuck, fuck.Émile is teaching me so many new things about myself, including the fact that I’m apparently a goddamn masochist. I grab a towel and head for the bathroom but before I can pull my door open, awhoopsmakes me stop.
I glance back at Émile to find his pants and briefs down below his mouthwatering bubble butt.
He sends me a cheeky look over his shoulder. “I got a little overzealous. Don’t think of me while you’re showering, will you?”
My groan carries me all the way to the bathroom.
Where I definitely don’t think about him and that incredible ass while I definitely don’t touch myself, and definitelydefinitelydon’t blow my load in world-record time.
By the time I get back to my bedroom, dry and in my sleep shorts, Émile is stretched out under my blanket, hands tucked behind his head. His lean biceps stretch enticingly under his skin and I let out a self-deprecating moan as I climb in beside him.
“This is probably going to be the shittiest night’s sleep I’ll ever have.”
“You invited me to stay.”
“You showed up at my place at ten at night.”
Émile rolls onto his side and I mirror him. “I only wanted to see you. And I did. You could have sent me on my way after that.”
