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Cleaning up the rest of the house took a couple of hours. After we’d done the inside, we ended up in the garden, where I helped Cole drag the patio furniture back into place. The early evening sun bathed the patio with its rays, and as I watched Cole’s muscles flexing, the sunlight caught his eyes, and my breath caught in my throat.
“Cole. Come here.” My voice was low.
His gaze shot to mine, and he immediately dropped the cushion he’d been holding, stalking over to me. When he drew close enough, I grabbed a handful of his T-shirt and yanked him into me, slamming my mouth down on his.
Yes. This was what I needed.
Backing me up against the side of the house, his arms came around me, his hands threading into my hair and tugging my head back to expose my neck. Then his mouth moved to my throat, his stubble scratching lightly across my skin. “Hux. We shouldn’t be doing this,” he panted, grinding his erection against my thigh.
“I know.” I closed my eyes as I rocked my hips forwards. “Can’t stop.”
“Cole? Are you here?”
We sprang apart, both of us breathing heavily, panic filling the space between us. That was Cole’s mum’s voice.Shitshitshit. Our parents were back early.
“Quick.” Cole grabbed my hand, tugging me forwards. “Games room. Side door.”
We made it into the games room, and Cole got busy flipping the TV on while I grabbed the Switch controllers and booted up Mario Kart. He dived onto the sofa next to me, taking one of the controllers.
My heart was still racing, but my dick had deflated, thanks to the sudden scare we’d had. I glanced over at Cole, who looked a bit dishevelled but otherwise normal. I just had to hope that neither of our parents noticed anything odd about us.
The handle of the games room door turned, and I gritted my teeth, steeling myself. Next to me, I could tell that Cole was holding his breath, his whole body poised on a knife edge.
“There you are.” Cole’s mum appeared in the doorway, closely followed by my dad. Both of them wore wide smiles as they took us in.
“We should go away more often if this is the result.” My dad laughed loudly. Cole and I didn’t join him. “Look at the two of you getting on so well.”
“Two brothers having fun together,” June added, and I saw Cole visibly wince out of the corner of my eye. I didn’t dare to speak.
After giving us a comprehensive rundown of their cruise, they eventually left us alone. Thank fuck.
Cole collapsed back against the sofa with a groan, rubbing his hand across his face. “That was way too close.”
“Way too close,” I agreed. “That can never happen again.”
He nodded. “Yeah, but what do we do about it? Because I keep wanting to kiss you. And more.”
That was true for me too, but I wasn’t at a point where I could admit it out loud. I thought for a minute. “Maybe I should move back in. Properly. There’s a thing called exposure therapy, isn’t there?” My stomach churned as I made myself say, “This…thing between us, it’s just a temporary attraction. You’re not even my type.”
Biting down on his lip, he lowered his gaze so I couldn’t read his expression. “Yeah. It’ll fade soon enough. It always does.” A tiny smile tugged at his lips, although it seemed forced. “If you’re staying, I’m pretty sure I’ll stop finding you hot after a week or two when I’ve had to look at your face every morning over breakfast.”
“Same.” I nodded, ignoring the sick feeling in my stomach. “You’re right. It’ll fade away quickly, especially with our parents reminding us every five fucking seconds that we’re a family.”
Cole finally raised his head to meet my gaze, his expression unreadable. “I’m going to go now. Because I know you’re right, but I also know that I really want to carry on what we started outside. My willpower isn’t that strong yet.”
He’d made it all the way to the door when I launched myself to my feet. My arm shot out, and I grabbed him around the back of his neck, spinning him around to face me. His eyes were wide and full of emotions he was trying to hide. It fucking hurt to look at him, but I couldn’t look away. “One last kiss. And then we’re done.”
“Huxley,” he whispered, and I kissed my name from his lips, soft and slow and so fucking sweet, like I’d never kissed anyone before.
And then he was gone, and I was left alone.
16
“Where are you going with that?”
Stopped in his tracks by his dad’s voice as he passed the kitchen, Huxley turned, carefully placing down the guitar case he’d been carrying.
“I’m in a band, and I’m going to play.” Leaning against the door frame, he stared at his dad, a stubborn slant to his mouth, his body tense as if he was waiting for—
