All Chapters of The Quarterback's Roommate : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Bonus Chapter 1 – Move-In Day Redux (10-Year Anniversary) (Eli POV) We didn’t tell anyone we were coming back. No alumni event. No nostalgic I*******m post. No heads-up to old teammates or professors. Just a quiet road trip, the same duffel bag Dante had used freshman year slung over his good shoulder, and a single text to the current RA: *Mind if two old guys visit room 312 for twenty minutes? Promise not to break anything.* The RA had taken one look at our rings, our graying temples, the laugh lines that hadn’t been there ten years ago, and just sighed, “Twenty minutes. Don’t break anything. And don’t scare the freshmen.” We closed the door. Locked it. The dorm room smelled exactly the same stale carpet, faint bleach from last summer’s cleaning, the stubborn undercurrent of teenage boy sweat that never quite leaves cinder-block walls no matter how many air fresheners get sprayed. The current occupants were out probably at the dining hall or the library and the space looked bot

Bonus Chapter 3 – Honeymoon Heat (Beach House, First Night as Husbands)(Eli POV)The beach house bedroom had floor-to-ceiling windows facing the ocean.Moonlight spilled in silver across the hardwood floor, but the fairy lights Dante had strung along the headboard and windowsill turned everything gold soft, warm, obscene in the best way. They looped in lazy strands above us, tiny bulbs flickering like captured fireflies, casting shifting patterns over the white sheets and our half-shadowed bodies.We were still half-dressed from dinner.My shirt was gone somewhere on the living-room floor next to the champagne flutes. His linen pants were unbuttoned, hanging low on his hips, the waistband riding just below the sharp cut of his pelvis. He had me pressed against the glass back to the cool window, front to his heat. The ocean whispered outside, steady and endless, but inside it was just our breathing ragged, overlapping, filling the room.He kissed my neck slow bites that stung just eno

Bonus Chapter 5 – Morning Afterglow (Honeymoon Beach House)Eli POV Sunlight slipped through the half-open blinds in thin gold bars across the bed.The fairy lights Dante had strung last night were still on dim now in daylight, but glowing softly along the headboard, casting warm halos across our tangled sheets.I woke first.Dante was on his back one arm thrown over his head, the other draped across my waist, heavy and possessive even in sleep. His chest rose slow and steady. Silver threaded through the dark hair at his temples, more visible in the morning light. The scar on his shoulder faded now, but still there rose and fell with each breath.I watched him for a long minute.Husband.The word still felt new, even after the ceremony, even after last night’s frantic claiming against the window, even after we’d collapsed together and fucked slow and deep until we couldn’t anymore.I shifted carefully didn’t want to wake him yet.But my cock was already half-hard against his th

Bonus Chapter 7 – Rediscovery at Home (Later Years, Bedroom)(Eli POV)The bedroom was quiet except for the soft hum of the ceiling fan and the faint ocean of crickets outside the open window.Fairy lights glowed along the headboard—golden, warm, the same strands we’d replaced a dozen times over the years because the originals finally gave out, because we kept adding more, because neither of us could ever have too many. They cast soft halos across the rumpled sheets, across Dante’s bare chest, across the silver that now threaded thick through his hair and the deeper lines around his eyes that appeared when he laughed, when he frowned, when he looked at me like I was still the most surprising thing in his life.He lay on his back, one arm bent behind his head, the other resting on my hip as I straddled him—knees bracketing his waist, palms braced on his chest for balance.No rush tonight.No kids in the house—they were both away at college now, the house too quiet without their footste

Bonus Chapter 9 – Reverent Rediscovery (Later Years, Quiet Bedroom Night)Eli POVThe bedroom smelled like cedar from the old dresser we’d refinished ourselves, the faint vanilla of the candle Lila had sent for our last anniversary (still burning low on the nightstand), and the warm, lived-in scent of us skin, sheets, years of shared breath.Fairy lights glowed along the headboard golden strands we’d replaced so many times they were practically part of the house now. They cast soft halos across the rumpled white sheets, across Dante’s bare chest, across the silver that had taken over his hair completely and the deeper lines carved around his eyes from decades of laughing at my terrible puns, squinting at playbooks in dim stadium lighting, and looking at me like I was still the most dangerous, most beautiful thing he’d ever let into his life.He lay on his back, one arm bent behind his head, the other resting on my hip as I straddled him knees bracketing his waist, palms braced on his