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CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
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SWEET DEBAUCHERY: AN M/M COLLEGE, CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE FIFTY
TONY (CHRISTMAS EVE PARTY) The morning’s cold, gray winter light, slicing through the fog and snow-dusted pines along the rocky coast, had a stark, unforgiving edge that bared every flaw. Now it’s softened into a warm, golden Christmas Eve glow. Rose’s sprawling stone and shingle house, nestled among salt-battered pines, smells of their sharp needles, her lavish dinner, and the faint sweetness of her roses, somehow clinging to life in the icy coastal winter. Crystal chandeliers gleam above polished oak floors, and fairy lights twinkle, turning the place into a goddamn holiday postcard. Every surface shines, every garland sparkles, with gilded frames catching the light. The distant crash of waves on the rocky shore and a hint of ocean mist seep through the frosty windows, blending with the festive buzz. It’s a stark shift from this morning’s chaos. My nose throbs, a dull reminder of the disaster that makes me hate Nate even more. A bruise creeps across the bridge, splotch
SWEET DEBAUCHERY: AN M/M COLLEGE, CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
TONY (CHRISTMAS EVE)The house smells like pine garlands and Rose's cinnamon rolls baking in the oven. Christmas Eve morning has that particular quiet to it, the kind that makes you feel like the world is holding its breath. I'm at the coffee machine, fumbling with the filters because my hands are still shaky from last night. Caleb wanders into the kitchen, still wearing yesterday's clothes. His hair is messy and he looks like he's slept about as well as I have. The pole room upstairs feels like it happened to someone else, but seeing him brings it all back."Morning," he says, grabbing a mug from the cabinet. His voice is careful, neutral."Hey." I keep my eyes on the coffee maker. In daylight, last night feels complicated in ways I don't want to think about. Luke will be here soon, and I have no idea how to act normal.I wish Caleb would give me a little bit of space to process what happened last night. Whatever that was.Just then, the front door bursts open. "Tony? You up?" Luke'
SWEET DEBAUCHERY: AN M/M COLLEGE, CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
TONY.The music plays softly, a deep beat that moves through my body. Sweat shines on my chest. The polished pole feels smooth against my skin. Up here in this room, tucked away from everything else, I’m free. No school stress, no rich friends to impress, no need to measure myself against expectations. Just me, the burn in my muscles, and the quiet thrill of control. Vanya sits where she always does, silent and still. Watching but she never interrupts. She gets it. I push off, arching my back as I spin— There’s movement in the doorway. My grip slips. I slide down too fast, landing off-balance with a quiet thud. My heart kicks hard against my ribs as Caleb steps out from the shadow.Of course. He's still here, in the guest room. I forgot. A quick, hot feeling of shame hits me. He just stands there, blinking in the dim light, holding a water glass like some half-assed excuse. "You—" My voice comes out rough. "What are you doing here?" He lifts the glass slightly. "I just
SWEET DEBAUCHERY: AN M/M COLLEGE, CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
CALEBThe evening stretches on, a strange blend of forced politeness and underlying tension. I watch as Brooke, Ham, and Blake finally start talking about leaving, their excitement for the secluded cabin trip overriding any lingering awkwardness. They exchange air kisses and promises to text, their expensive cars rumbling to life in the driveway before finally pulling away.Tony, Luke, Vanya, and I are the only ones left. Tony and Luke, though, are in their own world. They're on the big couch, close together. Tony's hand rests on Luke's leg, his thumb drawing slow circles. Luke leans his head toward Tony, a soft smile on his face, and they keep looking at each other in long, private ways. Sometimes, Tony whispers something I can't hear, and Luke's laugh is quiet and soft, a sound just for them. Once, Tony's fingers go into Luke's hair, pulling him in for a quick, gentle kiss that's barely there, but clear to see. It's a quiet, strong closeness, and it makes my chest feel tight and unc
SWEET DEBAUCHERY: AN M/M COLLEGE, CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE CHAPTER FORTY -SIX
CALEB My phone keeps buzzing against the nightstand, Ellie’s make flashing repeatedly across the screen. She’s probably heard that I won’t be coming home for Christmas and wants to know why. I’m not ready to talk to her. I watch the phone ring, after the fourth ring goes to voicemail she finally stops calling. I can't deal with this right now. Not when I'm finally starting to feel like I can breathe again. Voices drift up from downstairs, laughter and the sound of cars pulling into the circular drive. Through my window, I can see expensive cars parked haphazardly: a BMW, what looks like a Mercedes SUV, and another low and red that's definitely worth more than my dad makes in a year. I've been dreading this moment for the past three days. Tony mentioned some friends would be stopping by, that they always get together when everyone's home from school. I check my appearance in the mirror, smoothing down my hair and adjusting my sweater. It's one of the nicer ones I own,
SWEET DEBAUCHERY: AN M/M COLLEGE, CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
CALEB The Mercedes glides to a stop in front of what can only be described as a mini mansion, and I feel my breath catch in my throat. Vanya wasn’t bluffing. We've just come up a winding drive that curves through towering pine trees, and as we rounded the final bend, the house revealed itself like something from a movie. This sprawling stone and shingle structure that seems to grow right out of the rocky Maine coastline. It's got to be at least three stories, with dormers and bay windows and what looks like a wraparound porch that faces the water. The whole thing is nestled among towering pine trees that sway gently in the salt-tinged breeze. The air is crisp and clean, as I step out of the car, carrying the scent of pine needles and something floral from the gardens that seem to surround the property. There are roses, even in December, somehow still blooming in protected beds near the house, and the smell mixes with the harbor air to create something almost intoxicating. I
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