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"Doesn't sound like it," Jakob urged, seeing the shape left by that one last missing piece and wondering,hoping…
But Ethan merely shook his head, glaring out the window, his jaw clenched tight. And no wonder. He'd put a lot of himself out there with that.
Now it was Jakob's turn. That was only fair, after all.
Chapter 15
"Alright, so… What if I know someone who matches that description?" Jakob asked as he sat up; propping his elbow on his knee as he turned to face Ethan.
"Don't hold out on me, Jakob," Ethan drawled, his eyes dancing with amusement. "You two-timing me with some other gay best friend I don't know about?"
With a snort, Jakob shook his head.
"What if he's…notgay, though?" he asked slowly, his attention fixed firmly on Ethan's face now. "Or what if he's, uh… curious? What then?"
"Oh," Ethan huffed, looking down at his hands. "So that's what this is all about, then. You're talking about someone in particular."
"I…Maybe," Jakob allowed.
"Well, uh…" Ethan rubbed at the back of his neck, like he did when he was thinking something over, before glancing up at Jakob again. "Got me feeling like one of your stepdad's stud horses now, but… Sure. If you think they're someone I'd get on with, then send 'em on over my way, I guess."
"Sorry," Jakob winced. "Didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. If it's a problem — "
"Naw, just never pegged you as the matchmaker type," Ethan grinned. "Hell, it's just a bit of fun, right? I, um… Yeah. Tell 'em I'd be more'n happy to help 'em figure their shit out. Take real nice care of them for you. Promise."
Jakob tried to ignore how his belly flipped at the devilish smirk Ethan shot his way then. Instead, he took a deep breath, and —
"What, what are you —Jakob?" Ethan's voice had gone all strangled as Jakob smoothed his hand over Ethan's knee and up his inner thigh.
He kept his touch light, his movement slow enough that Ethan could put a stop to the whole thing before Jakob went further than he was comfortable with. The solid muscle he could feel under Ethan's jeans was intriguing though, all hard and broad and…
"Tell me if this is a bad idea," Jakob murmured. "But — "
"It's a bad idea," Ethan hissed, grabbing Jakob's hand midway towards its goal and pinning it tight against his thigh. "Whatever you're thinking right now, one thousand percent it's a bad idea and we shouldn't — We shouldn't…"
Ethan's words died in his throat, as if he no more wanted to recite a list of all the excuses than Jakob wanted to hear them.Again. Lord knows he'd wrestled with them enough in his head, over and over andoverthe past few days. Hadn't made any difference. His mind had been made up long ago, it seemed. It had just taken him until that night in the parking garage to realize whatexactlyit was he wanted.
Or rather,who.
And if Ethan truly wasn't interested in him like that, then Jakob could deal with it. Just because they were friends, just because Ethan was gay, it didn't follow at all that he'd be willing to jump into Jakob's bed. No matter what he might claim about it all being 'just sex', Jakob knew it was more complicated than that for Ethan.
But from the way his breath stuttered when Jakob leaned in close, planting one knee on either side of Ethan's own as Jakob straddled his thick, muscular thigh; the way Ethan's gaze was riveted to Jakob's own, flicking down to Jakob's lip when he'd wet them with his tongue; the way he wasn't shoving Jakob off with a laugh, like it was all just some big joke…
"Shouldn't what?" Jakob whispered, transfixed by warm brown eyes as they flicked across Jakob's face, searching for…
Well, truth be told, Jakob wasn't too sure. But whatever it was, he could only hope that Ethan found it. He didn't protest as Jakob leaned in closer, at least, one broad hand coming up almost reflexively to grasp Jakob's hip; steadying him and making something deep inside Jakob's chest nearly purr with howgoodit felt.
Curving his hand along the column of that thick neck, Jakob found himself fascinated by the way Ethan's Adam's Apple bobbed; the sound of his breath hitching as Jakob tentatively brushed oh-so-gently over the thin skin and rough stubble with the pad of his thumb.
"But — But you likegirls," Ethan protested weakly, swallowing against Jakob's touch. "Don't you?"
Jakob hummed. "Why can't I like both? Maybe I like girlsandI like you. What then?"
"Just — Just me? Not guys in general?" Something wary lurked in Ethan's voice, strange shadows swirling in his eyes.
"I mean, everyone gets curious," Jakob replied with a shrug. "Whodoesn'tpeek in the locker room, right? And we can all admire a good dick if it shows up in a porno; wonder what the girl's feeling when she takes it. But that's different. It'syou thatI… um. That I…"
Jakob trailed off at the strange expression Ethan was giving him then, glancing away, unable to meet his gaze. But insistent fingers tugging at Jakob's chin, tipping his head up to meet Ethan's eyes.
