Todos los capítulos de The Clay Connection: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

BLAKE’S POVTony’s eyes were rounded like saucers and he looked so goddamn adorable in that moment, I couldn’t think straight. I never knew a day would come when I’d want another guy as much as I wanted him.“You...want to take a shower with me?” His voice was low, almost inaudible and squeaky.“Yeah. Don't you wanna take one with me?” He looked a little frightened but I want to believe it was a good kind of frightened.“You want us...to be naked together?” The expression on his face was priceless. It was so red from embarrassment I almost felt bad for him. I could tell how much he was struggling from the way he tried not to let it show that he was indeed embarrassed by the idea of the two of us being naked and wet together. God, I loved him so much.“I believe that’s how showers work, Tony,” I responded, not even bothering to conceal my amusement. He pouted and then hid his face behind his palms. “Don't make fun of me, Blake.”I proceeded to drop multiple kisses on the back of his ha

ANTHONY’S POVI woke up to the sound of a very loud bang.Startled, I sat up straight, my heart pounding like it wanted out of my rib cage. It took me a while to register what was going on but when I finally did, I couldn’t stop the grin that spread across my face like a virus.Blake was holding up a popper with his arms spread out, his hair a giant nest, messier than anything I’ve ever seen it be before. His smile was just as wide as mine and his tired eyes crinkled with so much joy as he looked at me.The room was decorated with purple and white streamers, balloons and confetti. A couple of my photos were hung from the ceiling using a thin streamer like string.“What’s all this?” I asked. “How did you manage to do all this??”“It’s boyfriend magic,” was his reply before he almost stopped my heart by winking at me and blowing me a kiss. Hearing Blake refer to himself as my boyfriend made me a certain kind of happy that I’ve never been before till then. I looked away from him, bl

ANTHONY’S POV“Are you sure it’s okay to let her in while she’s this angry?”Blake and I were standing outside waiting for Claire to show up. Apparently she’s been calling us for some days now but since both our phones were turned off she couldn’t get to us. When Blake finally answered her call, she sounded quite murderous.“Don’t tell me you’re afraid of her, Tony,” Blake said teasingly. The truth was I was terrified of Claire Reagan. She was tiny but deadly. Her glares alone made me want to just disappear into thin air. But I wasn’t going to admit that to Blake especially since he looked so relaxed and calm about her being here so I just kept quiet instead. A few moments later, a black SUV pulled up to the front of his grandparents’ cabin.“Tell me one good reason why I shouldn’t just unalive you right now?”I was expecting Claire to emerge from the driver’s side but she came out from the passenger side at the back. When the two front doors opened up, I felt myself grow weak in

ANTHONY’S POVOh, I almost forgot how horrible family meetings were.My father always displayed his anger and displeasure towards me with words the moment he was feeling his anger reach a certain point. But when he was truly mad, he had a habit of keeping deathly silent and just watching everything around him happen quietly. We went on with the day’s activities as usual and sometimes even forgot about the mess we made that made our dad mad in the first place, but after dinner, when everyone was full and happy he would wipe his mouth clean, gather us all in the living room and unleash hell. Most of the time it was directed at me and today was no different.“What the hell were you thinking, Anthony?” Whenever my dad called me by my full name it never ended well for me. The good thing now though is that I had gotten so used to be scolded that I didn’t cry anymore.“Do you have any idea what you put your sister through?”Said sister was sitting by a corner in the living room by the stairs

ANTHONY’S POV“This is the first time I’m having a sleepover with a boy. Very exciting.”I chuckled lightly at the excitement that was plastered all over her face and the sheer joy in which she spoke.Claire was helping me set up the camping bed she had in her bedroom since her grandmother’s guest room was currently under renovation and my family members decided to be assholes towards me.“But, quick question though; not that I’m complaining or anything, but why me? I’m certain Blake would have been very pleased to have you spend the holiday with him especially now since you know.” She wiggled her brows and smiled mischievously.“Yeah, I would have loved to stay with him, but unfortunately for me, he’s…” I didn’t want to say he ghosted me, but what would one call not being responded to on all social media platforms by another and also not responding to any calls or voice messages left? “He’s unavailable.”“You think he’s ghosting you?”Leave it to Claire Reagan to voice your most drea