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I retrieved a bottle of water from my fridge and stared at my black laptop screen, imagining what I wanted since I couldn’t have it for another…four weeks? Checking the schedule, I noted final exams would take place the third week of December. So yeah, twenty-eight or thereabouts days until I could show up at Matteo’s door, and he wouldn’t be worried about us being found out.
My cell dinged, and my hands fumbled while bringing life to the screen.
Sexy Teach: Not the words I needed to read at this moment.
“Fuck.” I swallowed hard and replied, Sorry?
Sexy Teach: Don’t be. I’m on the phone with my mom and can’t be thinking about how perfect you look when resting your cheek on my thigh close to my aching groin.
I blew out a breath, settling back in my chair even as blood rushed to my dick.
Me: There’s no place I’d rather be.
Sexy Teach: Beneath me.
“Oh fuck.” I stroked over my hard dick, imagining just that. Or…
Me: Inside you.
My pulse thrummed and breaths heightened as I waited for Matteo’s reply.
Dots appeared. Disappeared.
Minutes ticked passed, and I wondered if he really wasn’t interested in bottoming. That wouldn’t be a deal breaker for me, but I hoped he was open to exploring. I also reminded myself he was on the phone. Dealing with a boner while chatting with your mom wouldn’t be pleasant for someone as proper as my Prince Charming.
Me: Call me when you can? If I can’t sleep in your arms tonight, I at least need to hear your voice so I can relax.
Sexy Teach: Still no word on Zerig?
Me: No.
Sexy Teach: I’ll call soon.
Somehow, I managed to write a paragraph. Not that it made much sense, but at least I’d gotten words scribbled onto paper for a class I barely held a passing grade in. Shit was going to come down to finals in every class except Matteo’s. Even though his was the most difficult to pay attention in, I somehow managed to hold that B average. Maybe because I wanted to prove my worth to him just as much as Pop?
My cell finally fucking rang, and I answered, my insides melting at Matteo’s raspy greeting.
Curling up on my bed, fully clothed, I closed my eyes, ready for my mind to quiet.
Chapter 27
Matteo
Alessia had a big fucking mouth.
Rarely did I swear when it came to family, but she’d purposefully outed me to Mom about Sean, which in Mom’s eyes, warranted a phone call. I ended up listening to a lecture the likes of which I hadn’t heard since I’d been a teenager and had gotten caught smoking a joint out behind the garden shed.
“I just don’t understand, Matteo,” Mom stated quietly, and I closed my eyes, pinching the bridge of my nose. “Katie was the love of your life, a sweet young lady like you’d always talked about marrying someday. How are you suddenly wanting to date a man?”
My heart sank.
How did I explain to someone from the generation who didn’t believe in sexual fluidity that attraction was a force of nature and simply happened? It had taken some convincing for me, and while Mom and Dad weren’t homophobic, they still held backward morals.
“I can’t describe what I feel for him in any scientific way that will make sense to you, Mom,” I said, pushing the cooled chicken and rice meal I’d made for myself around my half-empty plate.
“Try.”
“Remember that instant draw I’d felt for Katie?”
