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How the hell is that even possible?
He kisses me again, though now that it’s over, I thought he might have some regret or want to clean up fast. But he just holds onto me and kisses me with everything he has.
But then there’s a loud bang on the door from one of his brothers, and we both part all too quickly.
“What?”
“Dinner!”
“We’ll be down in a minute!” Adam hollers, and I grin as his eyes meet mine. “That was incredible.”
He presses a quick kiss against my lips, and I nod in agreement. He manages to grab some tissues and tosses them to me. We both clean up and right our clothes.
He kisses me again, surprising me every single time when he does that in the best way.
“We’ll figure it all out.”
I nod again in agreement. “Yes,” I barely croak, and he smiles before we head out of his room to have dinner with his family.
We’ll figure it all out.
And for once, that puts a damn smile on my face.
NINETEEN
ADAM
We’ve had no time to be alone. And I mean... no time. I think I’m going crazy. But how is it even possible that after eighteen years of having next to no sexual experience, I come my brains out once with my best friend and suddenly, I’m obsessed with sex.
Well, maybe not sex.
But Zach.
God, yes. I’m totally and fully obsessed with Zachary Olson. Though, honestly, it doesn’t feel all that different. I’ve always cared about him. Always wanted to spend most of my time with him.
Huh. I wonder if maybe I should have figured this out a bit sooner. But I’m not sure it would have worked out before this. Not that we’ve worked anything out at all yet. We haven’t had any alone time.
Zach’s mom has been acting weird this week, telling Zach the girls need to come home after school. And Zach hasn’t wanted to leave them alone at home—understandably. But after practice, I’m needed at home to help out.
So it’s been a long damn week, and we have a game tomorrow night. Zach’s mom is going out with her dumbass husband after the game, and the girls are staying with their grandma, so I have plans.
Lots and lots of plans.
Zach walks out of the shower, a white towel wrapped around his waist and his dark hair wet as he approaches the lockers. I only pulled on my jeans after my shower when we got done with practice, and I can’t keep my eyes off him.
This is not good.
“Adam.” Zach’s voice gets my attention. I look up at him from where I’m sitting on the bench, just staring at his body and drooling, right here in the locker room around all our teammates.
Great job, Bates. This isn’t weird as fuck or anything.
“Yeah?” I ask, my voice not sounding like my own.
He moves a little closer to me, keeping his voice low and his green eyes on me. “You’re staring.”
I feel my cheeks flush, but I still can’t help shamelessly letting my eyes drag over his body. His abs are cut to perfection. There’s a little bit of dark hair between his pecs, and I notice his flat, pink nipples are starting to pebble. My throat suddenly feels very dry, and I try to swallow it away.
“Adam,” he says again, a chuckle on his lips. He’s shaking his head like he can’t believe me, but I mean... look at him.
