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I rolled onto my side, making a face. “What kinda horseshit is that? Are you embarrassed by me?”
“I’m trying to understand what you want,” he said, unsure.
“Well, that’s enough of that,” I announced, rolling into a sitting position and leaning against the headboard.
Lars was watching me with that piercing aquamarine stare. “Enough of what?”
I patted my lap.
His brow furrowed.
“Get your sexy ass up here, Lars.”
He pushed into a sitting position, face still furrowed, and it made me want to kiss him. Then I remembered I could. I could kiss him senseless anytime I wanted.
Pulling him into my lap, I cupped his face, nudging his lips with mine and drawing him into a slow, languid kiss. It was nothing like the way we’d gone at each other earlier, that desperation having been met. This time I kissed him purely because I could, because rolling my tongue around his while his naked ass was in my lap was my heaven.
Before pulling back completely, I dropped another kiss against his mouth, then stroked his wild, half-dry white-blond hair.
“Did I do something wrong?” he blurted out, cheeks pinkening as his eyes averted.
“Wrong? Oh no, angel. You could never.”
His eyes came back to mine, and that sexy chiseled face of his bobbed adorably. “I do lots wrong.”
A feeling I didn’t like tapped the base of my spine, almost a warning. I shoved it away to focus on him. “If anyone did anything wrong, it’s me.”
He frowned.
“I’ll make it clear. You’re my boyfriend, the guy walking around with my heart. I’m your boyfriend, and you’re just one lucky bastard because I’m sexy.”
He rolled his eyes.
“And I’m going to tell everyone and anyone. Strangers on the street. When they ask for a name for the order at a drive-thru? I’m gonna tell them I’m Lars’s boyfriend.”
He called me stupid in Swedish, but his eyes shined. He was charmed. Who wouldn’t be?
Can you feel that? It’s the sun. Coming back out full force.
“You said no one here knows you’re bi.”
I made a face. “Apparently, Max has known a long time.”
“Sometimes he scares me,” Lars confided.
My head fell against the headboard when I laughed. Stroking my hand down his bare back, I pulled him a little closer into my lap. I loved holding him like this.
When Lars didn’t laugh too, my hand paused at the small of his back. “Did he say something? Do something?”
Lars shook his head. “No. He’s just intense.”
I nodded. “He is. But you’re his family now, okay? He won’t do anything to hurt you.”
Lars leaned against me, tucking his cheek against my shoulder. My heart swelled, and I stroked his hair.
“I don’t care if people know about my sexuality,” I told him.
“Then why didn’t you tell anyone?”
