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“You did?” I croaked out, my eyes wide as I stared at him.
He smiled. “Yeah, I did. I knew that you were it for me.”
“You did?” I repeated. “Fuck. I love you so much.” Throwing myself at him, I planted kisses all over his face until a pointed throat clearing reminded me that we weren’t alone. “Oh, shit, sorry. Sorry. I—I didn’t, uh, I didn’t mean to do that.” I sat up straight, feeling my cheeks burning.
“You’re so fucking cute when you get all flustered,” Theo murmured into my ear. I shot him a half-hearted glare, which turned into a grin when I noticed the way he was all mussed up where I’d basically attacked him. He was so fucking gorgeous.
“Sorry,” I said again. “I don’t usually attack him in front of other people.”
Adam smirked. “No need to be sorry. It was entertaining. Why can’t all our interviews be like this?”
Dean swiftly moved us on, and we discussed the fact that the choice of how and when we came out was taken away from us. I could see that he was struggling to remain an impartial journalist, as was Adam, as evidenced by his sudden outburst.
“How fucking dare they take that away from you?”
“Adam,” Dean cautioned with a hand to his knee but then added, “He’s right, though. It makes me so angry.”
“Us too. We’ve had a lot of support since it happened, though, haven’t we?” I glanced over at Theo, and he nodded.
“We’ve had the backing of the people closest to us. Most of our teammates have been both publicly and privately supportive. We’re lucky that we’re surrounded by a strong network of people. Glevum and the PFA have gone out of their way to ease the process as much as possible, too, and they’re providing us with ongoing support and counselling.”
“What about the reaction from the public?”
“We’ve been overwhelmed by the messages of support we’ve received from fans and the general public and the LGBTQ community. We’ve even spoken to some other professional players and youth players who maybe aren’t ready to come out, but they say we’ve given them hope. That’s been incredible to hear.” Theo paused. “There’s been negativity, too. The good has outweighed the bad so far, but some of the things we’ve seen have been quite upsetting. We tried to prepare for the negative side, but there’s no way that anyone can be properly prepared for that kind of thing, especially with there being no precedent in the Premier League.”
We spoke for a few minutes longer about some of the comments and messages we’d received, good and bad, and after that, it was time to wrap up the interview.
Dean shook our hands again. “Thanks again for meeting us today. I’ll get the article over to you ASAP. Good luck with the opening game of the season. As the fortune cookie I had yesterday said, love will triumph over hate. Go out there and hold your head high. Be proud of who you are, and know that by doing this, you’re making a difference in so many people’s lives. You’re giving them hope.”
“Yeah. You’re right. Let’s go out there and show them that nothing will keep us down.” I jumped to my feet. “We’re Jordan and Theo, and we rise to the fucking top because we’re the fucking G.O.A.T., baby!”
Theo stood, wrapping his arm around my waist. He rolled his eyes, but he couldn’t hide the grin that was tugging at his lips. “What am I going to do with you?”
“Hmm. I can probably come up with a few ideas.”
* * *
Back at my house, in one of my favourite places with my favourite person—my bed and Theo—I pinned him beneath me. “Today has been a hard day, and I think we need some balance. Something fun to take our minds off everything.”
“Yeah? What did you have in mind?”
I lowered my head, skimming my mouth over his ear. “I’m not sure if you can handle it.”
“I can handle fucking anything you give me.” His low promise made me shiver, my cock already lengthening against him, which he was going to be aware of any second since we were naked.
“You say that, but can you handle this?” Rolling off him, enjoying the way his gaze went straight to my rapidly hardening dick, I reached for the item I wanted. My fingers grasped the curved, smooth plastic, which vibrated under my touch as I turned it on.
I held it up, and his brows rose. “That’s what you have in mind?”
With a nod, I threw the PlayStation controller in his direction and then grabbed another for myself. “FIFA. One match. Me against you. Winner gets to choose who tops and who bottoms tonight. What do you say?”
He pulled himself upright, widening his legs and patting the space between them. I swallowed hard at the sight of his erection, so fucking thick and delicious. My mouth watered.
No. I wouldn’t let him distract me.
“What are you scared of, baby?” He stroked the duvet cover between his legs. “Come and sit here while we play.”
I shot him a glare but crawled in between his legs and settled myself with my back to him. His cock was pressing up against my ass.
