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Chapter 14
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2026-02-02 18:33:40
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This time is different.Because this time, I didn’t just cross a line.I obliterated it.I did exactly what Nate told me not to do.Exactly what I swore I wouldn’t do again.And the worst part? I know what it will cost him.Nate my anchor, my history, the one person I’ve never wanted to hurt.Guilt presses into my chest until it almost hurts to breathe.So I move before I can think better of it.I pull Vincent back into me, refusing distance, refusing logic. His body fits against mine as I wrap around him, holding him like if I loosen my grip even slightly, something irreversible will happen.“I don’t want space,” I murmur against his hair.My voice drops lower, darker. “I want you right here.”I tighten my hold until his breath catches.“Honestly,” I add, almost cruelly soft, “if I hadn’t already had you shaking under me,
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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I like him, I realize.Heās kind, relaxed, someone who moves through life without hurting people or pretending to be someone else.āIs this your job? Pottery?ā I ask.āWell,ā he says, crossing his legs and turning slightly toward me, ākind of a long story, but yeah, I do pottery. I love it. But I a
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“He’s not just a random guy who happens to enjoy hockey, Carter. This isn’t some weekend pastime for him. He’s one of the most celebrated names the sport has ever seen. Practically carved into its history. He captained the Tampa Bay Blackeye
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Carter Blake POVāThe things Iād let him get away withā¦ā I drawl, letting my head sink into the back of the sofa and closing my eyes just enough to be theatrical. āHonestly, Ness, even you would turn red if you knew.āRachel likes to claim sheās a little adventurous, a secret kinkster, though Iāve
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Luca doesn’t speak.I turn toward him. His gaze is fixed straight ahead. His cheeks are flushed, lips pressed tight. He swallows, nods onceand exhales like he’s finally releasing something he’s been holding since childhood. The kind of breath you don’t realize
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