Semua Bab The Way He Looks At Me : Bab 141 - Bab 150

Lincoln exhaled shakily as he adjusted his tie, staring at his reflection in the full-length mirror.He sighed helplessly, then sat down on the bed and rubbed his eyes.“This is all so fucked up.” He mumbled under his breath, then lay on his back and stared up at the ceiling. “If Dad finds out about me… I'm even terrified to think of how he'd react.”He sighed again and facepalmed, groaning.Just then, his phone began to ring, so he reached for it only to find out it was Ethan video calling him.Hurriedly sitting up, he practiced a smile and cleared his throat before picking up.“Pudding.” Ethan smiled at him.Lincoln could see he was already dressed for the day and was having breakfast at the time.He returned the smile. “Hey…” He hesitated, then said, “Babe.”Ethan's smile grew wider. “You just called me Babe.”Lincoln shrugged, “Since you named me Pudding, I figured out I should also name you one.”Ethan's smile grew more wide that Lincoln slightly got scared his lips would tear. “

Once again, every eye at the restaurant was on them.They've gotten unwanted attention, and Lincoln hates any form of attention.“We should go.” He rose to his feet and began to walk out of the restaurant.“Hey, wait up.” Evie grabbed her things and chased after him.Once out of the restaurant, they began to walk along the curb.“Are you serious?” Evie asked eagerly. “You and Ethan…”“Yes,” Lincoln confirmed.“But… since when?” Evie asked, “Since when did you both…” She paused and gasped in realization. “Wait! Ethan didn't really injured his leg, did he?”Lincoln shook his head. “That little… so it was for him to get to spend time with you!”“Mhm hmm.” Lincoln nodded his head.Evie stopped walking and pulled Lincoln by the arm. “Why didn't you say anything?”“I couldn't. I didn't know how. We were engaged and I was terrified of coming out… still am.”“What about Ethan? He could have said something to me.” Evie pouted. “I'm kind of hurt.”“He also didn't know how to,” Lincoln answered

Mark trembled as the car sped down the road, driving to the nearest hospital.“Mr Burns…” He quavered, his sweaty palms gripping the steering wheel, “Oh, Mr Burns… are you okay?” He sniffed, peering through the windshield into the dark night. “I need to get you to the hospital.”“Drive me home,” Ethan muttered in a croaky voice.“What?” Mark turned around to stare at him. “Drive me home.” Ethan repeated, wiping his tears as he rubbed his eyes, “I'll be fine. Just… drive me home, please.”Mark returned his eyes to the road, “Oh… okay. But… what happened? You just suddenly couldn't walk and you seemed like you had a hard time breathing. It… it scared me.”“Just… drive me home, Mark. I need a drink.”Half an hour later, they had arrived at Ethan's home.His house was heavily guarded at all corners with the security he had hired, but even with them here, he still didn't feel quite safe. Somehow, he doubted that these men could keep Connor off.As Mark parked the car in the parking lot,

Lincoln was about to have another panic attack.His chest felt tight.He couldn't breathe.His throat began to ache.The whole world now knows he's gay!“Hey!” Rahim shook him back and forth. “Don't!”He was about to fall, but Rahim caught him mid-air.“Snap out of it, bro!” He yelled at him, “This is not the time for fucking panic attack!”But Lincoln was still having his attack.“Goddamn it!” Rajim muttered under his breath and struck Lincoln really hard across that cheek. Twice!That seemed to work as Lincoln returned to his senses.“Sorry! I'm sorry!” Lincoln apologized sharply.“Good.” Rahim said, “Now's not the time for your panic attack. Right now, you should be thinking of how to get out of here!”Lincoln's phone began to ring.“It's him!” He trembled, tears rolling down his cheeks as he showed Rahim the screen, “He knows! He's gonna kill me! He's gonna kill me!”“I said now's not the time for your fucking panic attack!” Rahim screamed at him, and he jumped out of his skin. “Y

Ethan cradled Lincoln in his arms as they lay on his king-sized bed.Lincoln has been sleeping in his arms ever since Ethan flew back from Texas.Ethan's arms were now feeling stiff and hurting but he didn't mind.Not one bit.Lying here, watching his little Pudding asleep in his arms, was all he ever wanted.The time at the bedside table read 8:30 PM, and Ethan's stomach was rumbling with hunger, but he didn't want to move to avoid waking him up.His stomach rumbled again.“You're hungry, aren't you?” Lincoln muttered slowly, surprising Ethan.“You're awake?” Ethan asked. “Since when have you been awake?”“Since your stomach was trying to tell you to eat something,” Lincoln asked, a slight smile slipping his lips. “But you've been ignoring its signal.”Ethan smiled and reached out to his face, then fondled it lovingly.“I didn't wanna wake you up.” He mumbled. “I just loved watching you sleep.”Lincoln sighed.“Are you okay?” Ethan asked gently as he continued caressing his face.“I