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“Never heard of her,” Carter says flatly.

I point at him immediately. “Drink.”

He grins, slow and mischievous. “Relax. I’m joking. Obviously I know the offside rule.” He leans back like a man extremely pleased with himself. “You’re giving me the easiest question of the night.”

I narrow my eyes. “Then explain it.”

He pauses.

A long pause.

Too long.

Then he clears his throat like a professor about to deliver a lecture.

“Alright. Offside happens when one team hogs the puck.” He exaggerates the wor
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  • The Way He Looked at Me   92

    Not even close.Nathan looks like he’s living the greatest night of his life.Cole finally hangs up after receiving very strict instructions: he is absolutely not allowed to pick Nathan up before ten tomorrow morning.Why?Because apparently “Granny makes pancakes on Saturdays and Sundays.”Cole lowers the phone slowly.“Hmph.”I shrug. “Well… I guess he’s not suffering too much.”“No,” Cole mutters. “Guess he’s not.”“That’s good though, right?”“So good.”We stare at each other.Then we both burst out laughing.“I know I’m pathetic,” Cole says, shaking his head. “What’s your excuse?”“My excuse?” I spread my hands dramatically. “Nathan is illegally adorable. That child could cure bad moods on contact. It’s not fair. He’s just… ridiculously great.”Cole’s shoulders lift slightly, pride flickering across his face.“Thanks.”“You’re doing an amazing job with him,” I add quietly. “Seriously. You’re a great dad.”He says thank you again but this time his voice sounds rougher.We’re stan

  • The Way He Looked at Me   91

    My brain is still floating somewhere above the porch. “Right… about what?” I mumble.He gives me a look so intense it feels like my bones might melt.“You’re a very good kisser.”The noise that escapes me is horrifying. Some unholy mix between a squeak and a choke.I would absolutely die of embarrassmentbut chaos suddenly erupts across the street.“What the…?” Cole turns, squinting toward Luca and Tyler’s house.I follow his gaze.Something’s wrong with the window. There are hands moving around behind the glass arms waving but no faces. No bodies.Just frantic movement.“That’s weird,” I say. “Did something fall? I swear I heard a crash earlier.”Cole studies it for a second. “Pretty sure there used to be blinds on that window.”I blink. “Wait… the blinds are gone?&r

  • The Way He Looked at Me   90

    He’s trying to hide the grin.Which shouldn’t be hot.It really shouldn’t.And yet somehow it’s unbearably hot.By the time I finally figure out how to swallow my coffee, the heat from it travels straight down my throat… down my chest… lower… lower… until it lands somewhere that absolutely does not need extra warmth right now.Fantastic.Perfect timing.I have no idea how long we’ve been sitting here in silence, but I’m pretty sure this exceeds the socially acceptable limit for two humans sharing a porch swing and not speaking.Usually I’d jump in and save us. I’d grab a random topic weather, sports, weird news headline and run with it like a marathon sprinter.Today?Not happening.Because Cole is here.And he hasn’t told me to fill the silence.He’s closer than he normally sits. Not by much. Just enough t

  • The Way He Looked at Me   89

    Absolutely not thinking about that.Definitely not thinking about how I may have just destroyed the best friendship I’ve ever had.By mid-morning I’m sitting at my pottery wheel, hands buried in clay. I’m shaping a small vessel for Nathan something I’ve been planning ever since he proudly announced that one of his teeth was loose.The idea struck me earlier while unpacking the ridiculous box I packed during my six-a.m. meltdown. If I want it finished in time, I need to start now. Clay has to dry. Then it needs firing. No room for procrastination.I’m building the piece by hand, but I’m working on the wheel because sitting here calms me down. Or at least… it usually does.The clay started out cold, slick under my fingers. Now it’s warmed to my touch, softer and easier to shape. Normally this is the moment where my mind quiets. Where everything fades and I sink into that peaceful rhythm of making somet

  • The Way He Looked at Me   88

    Carter Blake POVDawn hasn’t arrived yet. The clock says sometime between three and four in the morning when the full weight of my stupidity finally crashes down on me.I’ve been home for hours, dragged here on the tail end of pure, blinding lust that somehow kept my legs moving long enough to reach my bed. I barely remember getting there. I remember the taste of Cole Williams, though. That memory stuck. It carved itself down the back of my throat, and every time I swallow, I swear I can still feel where he’d been.Even now.Which is ridiculous, because it’s been hours. There’s no way that sensation is real anymore. It has to be in my head some twisted leftover from a night fueled by terrible judgment and questionable mental stability. Honestly, it wouldn’t shock me if I developed a whole medical condition based purely on bad choices and emotional instability.I rode that wave of blowjob euphoria all the way to s

  • The Way He Looked at Me   87

    Normally I’d grin at that. Maybe tease him. Right now I can barely breathe.My teeth drag over my bottom lip before I pull it into my mouth, soaking it slowly before letting it slide free again. Cole’s gaze darkens instantly. Heat flickers there, sharp and approving.“Good boy,” he murmurs.The praise slices straight through me. Something new ignites under my skin stronger than anything I’ve felt before. Hotter. Deeper. Terrifying and sweet all at once.Cole steps closer. His fist guides his cock forward until the heavy tip settles onto my tongue.The second it touches me, a sound rips from my throat. Loud. Shameless.He moves it slowly, brushing the swollen head across my upper lip, tracing the shape of my mouth before nudging the thick tip firmly against my lower lip.A low growl vibrates through the room.It isn’t coming from me.My body shudders as he finally pushes inside. I moan

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