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last update publish date: 2026-04-08 11:59:26

Vincent pov

Nate stood by the stove, quietly humming the same tune again the one that never stayed in my head long enough for me to name, even though it felt familiar. The soft sound mixed with the small noises in the kitchen, calm on the outside  but something about it felt strange, like something was about to happen.

Across from him, Theo rested one arm on the ope

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  • The Way He Looked at MeĀ Ā Ā 145

    Slower.Until he shifts me just slightly just enoughAnd I realize too late what that means.His fingers slip lower, teasing, testing, barely there but enough to short-circuit every thought I still had left.My breath breaks completely.Then he moves again.And I see it.The lube.The cap opening.A small, quiet sound.Final.Intentional.My stomach drops.Because this isn’t accidental anymore.This is planned.Theo’s gaze darkens further, eyelids heavy now, like he’s holding himself back by force alone.And thenHe touches me again.Deliberately slower this time. Focused. Direct.My body jerks instantly, reaction pure and unfiltered. A sound tears out of me too loud, too honest, too late to take back.He doesn’t stop.He watches every second of it.Like he’s learning me.Memorizing every respon

  • The Way He Looked at MeĀ Ā Ā 144

    Except nothing about him ever looks effortless. Not really. Not when it’s him.Silence stretches between us.Heavy. Charged. Wrong in a way I don’t know how to fix.I should wait. Let him lead. Let him decide what this is.Yes. That’s the plan.Calm. Controlled. Normal.“I douched,” I say suddenly.The words land like a grenade in a quiet room.Theo freezes.His eyes widen.His mouth follows.For a split second, he looks genuinely shocked.For a longer second, so do I.“Oo ” I start.Nope. That wasn’t English.I try again. It comes out worse.Theo drops his bag. It hits the floor with a dull thud that snaps me back into my body.And that’s when I notice it.The object in my hand.Cold. Smooth. Cylindrical.Lube.Of course it’s lube.My soul tries to leave my body.I

  • The Way He Looked at MeĀ Ā Ā 143

    I lay there for hours, staring into nothing, replaying everything like a curse I couldn’t shut off. Even now, at breakfast, the echo of last night still burns on my lips. Tingling. Persistent. Unfair.Coffee. Fruit. Silence.And still my body hasn’t gotten the message.Across from me sits Theo.Not eating. Not speaking. Not even doing his usual restless nonsense no chair rocking, no shoulder rolls, no amused little distractions he usually hides behind.Just… watching.Like I’m the only thing in the room worth looking at.Elbow on the table. Chin resting on his hand. Completely still.Then I glance up.And he smiles.Slow.Intentional.His teeth drag lightly over his bottom lip unhurried, almost absentminded but it lands like a strike anyway. A quiet, deliberate provocation.His eyes don’t look away.Not once.Lockie keeps flicking between us like he

  • The Way He Looked at MeĀ Ā Ā 142

    He closes the distance in a few steps, but it feels like time breaks apart while he does it. Like the hallway stretches just to trap me inside this moment.When he’s close enough to touch, he turns slightly away.And lifts a hand.Slowly.Like he’s remembering something.He reaches behind his head.Ties his hair.Except he doesn’t put it in.He pulls the band free instead.Black. Simple. Familiar.Then he looks back at me.And offers it.Just like that.My brain short-circuits.I take it without thinking. Fingers numb. Heart hammering so hard I swear it’s audible.“What… is this?” I manage.Theo doesn’t answer right away.Instead, he steps closer again.Takes my wrist.And slides the hair tie onto it.Deliberate.Careful.Like he’s placing something that belongs there.M

  • The Way He Looked at MeĀ Ā Ā 141

    That look.The kind that came from somewhere below language. "Walking you to your room."I turned and started down the hallway before my face could do something I'd regret.This hotel was one of my favorites black and white checkered floors, low dramatic lighting, the kind of moody elegance that felt borrowed from a different era. The corridor was wide enough for three people shoulder to shoulder.With Theo directly behind me, it felt like a corridor built for one.I found my room number, stopped, and reached back for my bag.He didn't hand it over immediately.I turned around.He was closer than I'd registered close enough that I had to tilt my chin slightly to meet his eyes. He was looking at me with that expression he'd been wearing all evening the one I couldn't parse, the one that lived in the contested territory between anger and something rawer and less safe."Theo." My voice ca

  • The Way He Looked at MeĀ Ā Ā 140

    Congratulations, Captain. Now step down quietly, or what I know about your goalie goes public by midnight. Silence pressed through the bus like a held breath no one dared release. ā€œAlright. That settles it. Cassian stays captain of the Silverfang until further notice.ā€ A few nods. No argument. No hesitation. But my mind wasn’t on any of it. ā€œWhy did you do that?ā€ I finally asked, eyes fixed on the road as I drove toward St. Joseph’s Women’s Hospital. My grip tightened on the wheel. ā€œWas it because ā€ ā€œI didn’t do it because I love you.ā€ The words hit like a clean strike to the chest. Not a crack. A full collapse. Something inside me didn’t just break it scattered, fine and irretrievable, like glass turned to dust. And the worst part? The way he said it so casually. Like it meant nothing. Like I meant nothing. Except I did feel it. That was the sick, unbearable part. I

  • The Way He Looked at MeĀ Ā Ā Chapter 31

    Night is already bleeding into the sky by the time we pull up to his place. Twilight, rain coming down hard because this is Montreal, and of course it’s raining. Water slams against the windshield in relentless sheets, swallowed and erased by wipers working overtime. For half a second, Thic

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  • The Way He Looked at MeĀ Ā Ā Chapter 33

    He drops his face into his hands with a groan. ā€œThat’s not what I you know what? Forget it. There’s no fighting you when you look at me like that.ā€I smile. ā€œI love that you know that.ā€He shakes his head, defeated, but he doesn’t argue.We brush our teeth side by side, the sink light harsh and in

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  • The Way He Looked at MeĀ Ā Ā Chapter 32

    Tyler Bennett povLuca doesn’t look like himself anymore. He looks like someone else entirely someone dangerous, unfamiliar, and devastatingly magnetic. His eyes are dark, pupils blown wide, brows drawn low as if restraint has slipped clean away. There’s an ease in the way he moves toward me, a cro

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  • The Way He Looked at MeĀ Ā Ā Chapter 30

    ā€œHe just said… oh.ā€Bennett listens too closely. Like he’s leaning into my ribs, into my breath. It makes me feel unbalanced loose in my chest, unmoored all the way up to my tongue.ā€œHe came to my room later that night and said, ā€˜It’s fine to be gay, Luca. Just… don’t tell anyone.ā€™ā€His head snaps

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