Mag-log inSEBASTIAN'S POVAll I could say was that life had been great for the past two weeks.Well, except for the part where I had to spend six hours a day working at the community field with teenagers who had serious attitudes. Still, I couldn't complain because I chose to focus on the things that actually mattered.You know, like getting to see a shirtless and sweaty Zaire working hard and looking sexy as hell.Yeah, that was definitely my favorite part of spending six hours there every day.At home, things had never felt so lively. I just hadn't realized how much I had missed my dad until the past few days I had spent with him.With Maggie living in Boston, it was usually just me and my mom at home, and I couldn't exactly say there was much fun going on. Sure, we had our movie nights and stuff, but you know what I mean.Now that Dad was around and Maggie was back from college for break, the atmosphere in the house felt completely different.It reminded me of the days before my parents got
REGGIE'S POVIf he thought I was going to chase after him, then he was terribly mistaken.That was what I told myself a week ago.I figured he would come around eventually. Maybe he was just being dramatic, trying to get my attention. Attention that, as far as I knew, wasn't even part of our agreement. But with every day that passed, I could feel the distance, and I didn't fucking like it.I was starting to panic, which was stupid ass hell. I shouldn't have been bothered. It wasn't like I liked him or anything.And the thing was, I didn't even know why he was angry with me in the first place.Since the day of the hearing, Will had been ignoring me.He stopped replying to my texts. He started sending my calls straight to voicemail. And when I finally managed to get through to him, he outright hung up on me.Like... the fuck?Yesterday was our first day of probation work at the Ext 5 community field, and from the moment we arrived at eight that morning, the tension was fucking unbearabl
ZAIRE'S POVOne thing about me? I didn't like talking about myself.I didn't like opening up. I didn't like sitting around talking about my feelings like putting them into words was somehow supposed to fix everything.Matter of fact, I actively avoided those kinds of conversations.Because first of all, I hated what usually came after.The pity.The sad little pretty words people used to try and make you feel better."Oh, I'm so, so sorry.""Everything will be okay."Yeah, right.Just because you said it didn't mean I suddenly felt better. It didn't magically fix shit. And the fact that I knew you were only saying it because you thought it was what I needed to hear?That somehow made it worse.Because what if everything wasn't going to be okay?What then?So yeah, I preferred keeping my shit to myself.Maybe that wasn't healthy, but it was a hell of a lot easier.I got angry. I shut down. I acted like I didn't give a fuck.And most of the time, that worked. Hell, pretty much all the t
SEBASTIAN'S POV The knock on my bedroom door was what pulled me out of a deep sleep. I blinked slowly, my eyes adjusting to the light creeping into the room. I pushed myself to my elbows and looked to my side. Zaire was still asleep. A small smile tugged at my lips as I watched him, momentarily forgetting why I'd woken up in the first place. Damn. He was beautiful even in his sleep. His face was completely relaxed, all of his usual intensity gone. His long lashes rested softly against his cheeks, while his thick eyebrows sat just above his closed eyes, almost threatening to meet in the middle. A few faint freckles were scattered across his face-so subtle that you wouldn't notice them unless you were really looking. My eyes dropped down to his lips. They were so pink and full. I couldn't help the filthy thought that crossed my mind as I stared at them. For a brief moment, I imagined those lips wrapped around my shaft. Yeah, I would really love to have him su
ZAIRE'S POV It was at times like this I really hated this stupid ass car for being so small. After all the effort to finally get Sebastian to fold. I couldn't believe I was getting cockblocked by a damn car. On my mama, I had a thought to burn the whole damn thing down. I tried adjusting the backseats, but the space was still too small to fit both Sebastian and I, unless we wanted to die with muscle cramps. No real movements were going to happen in there. And I wanted to get fucked good. Hell, I was ready to get bitched out if that was what it was going to take to get me good. I had begged and grovelled like a little cock thirsty bitch for this shit. No way, I was settling for less now. "You've got to be fucking kidding me," I snapped, staring at the tiny space between the seats. I had never been so angry over a failed hook up. Sebastian grabbed the side of my neck. "Calm down, Zai. We can always drive back to my place. It's no big deal." No big deal? His house was
ZAIRE'S POV "Let's elope and get married," I whispered. Sebastian grinned, his dimples sinking deep into his cheeks. "Yeah? Where would we elope to?" "I don't know. Somewhere in the Caribbean, maybe. They got some of the best islands and shit." I reached up and poked the dimple on his left cheek. "Who did you get these from?" "My dad." "Hm." I hummed, leaning closer to him. "I don't think I've ever met your dad. Where is he?" "He lives in Manchester." "You guys close?" "Uh..." He hesitated. "I wouldn't really say that, to be honest. He's closer with my sister. Me? I've always kind of been a mommy's boy." I chuckled. "Yeah. I can tell." His eyebrows lifted. "How?" "Because, nigga, you soft as fuck." Sebastian burst out laughing. "You said I looked manly in the car. Now I'm soft? Which one is it?" "I only said that because I was trying to be nice." I shrugged. "You said I look gorgeous, so I was only complimenting you at the time. You don't look manly at a
SEBASTIAN’S POVSome old-school country tune poured through the speakers of my Jeep, the mellow beat syncing perfectly with the rhythm of my fingers drumming against the steering wheel. I bobbed my head, singing along with the song. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the disgust all over my b
ZAIRE’S POV"Coach is going to give us hell again today at practice. I can almost feel it," Reggie groaned, and I could almost see him replaying in his head all the torture we have been going through at practice these past two days."I mean, he's still pissed off about what went down at the bonfire
SEBASTIAN’S POVPresent time….."Gosh, you got it so bad for this guy, ain't you?" Maggie chuckled, scrolling through the pictures on my laptop. "You literally have a folder full of his photos. Oh my god, Seb!""Shut up," I groaned, burying my face into my pillow as I felt the warmth quickly gather
ZAIRE’S POVTwo years ago…I was fuming, my hands balled into fists as I busted through the doors of the arcade, with Jasper and Reggie hot on my tail. This was the place I knew I was most likely going to find that piece of shit. My heart was beating so fast in my chest, and the rage surging throug







