All Chapters of The Way He Looked at Me: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

 Carter Blake POVI’ve never been high on emotions like this, never been fucked like this. Not until I was completely emptied, every part of me laid bare, every piece of me exposed. Not until there was nothing left to hold onto, and yet somehow it felt like everything had been claimed and returned to me all at once.Hours pass, though it feels like seconds. I’m on my sofa now, immobile, the morning replaying like a fractured film. Oddly, I’m not even sure I’m horny. My body remembers, twitching against the fabric of my pants, craving Cole, but my mind drifts somewhere new satisfied yet hungry in ways I can’t name.The memories come in fragments. The kiss dissolves first, then the walk upstairs, then the slow, torturous undressing. Cole moved with a patience that probably br

Then I saw Aiden, quiet, lurking on the edge of the room. Cool, aloof, and impossibly sharp.“You good?” I whispered to Carter, still chatting with Beth and Bodie Thoms. His smile lit the room, faint blush creeping over his cheeks.I made my way to Aiden, reluctantly raising my beer. “Williams.”“Williams,” he replied, clinking bottles. “How’s it going, old man?”I scoffed. “Old man? Come on. Stats don’t lie you’re barely older than me.”A dry laugh. “I’m old. Knees, elbows, shoulder everything’s broken. Moretti and Bennett? Killing me, man. Killing me.”His honesty cracked someth

Carter shakes his head lazily, staring off into a daydream only he can see. “Honestly… no clue. Want me to ask Mera?”I snort, half amused, half horrified. “I’m terrified of what she might say.”We sink into silence for a beat, the kind of quiet that hums with warmth. I savor the weight of him on me, the easy press of his body against mine.“Thanks for telling me, Cole,” he murmurs, voice soft.I nudge him, smiling faintly. “And thanks for the flowers. They… they mean more than I can even explain, seeing them next to her photo. Nathan noticed too, before he fell asleep.”“Ugh,” he groans dramatically, tugging at my shirt like I’ve slapped hi

“I didn’t get to pick the lessons I learned,” I start, my voice low, jagged, the words catching in my chest. “Life picks them for us. We just survive them or we don’t. I’ve loved before, hard and reckless. Thought I had forever. Thought tomorrow would always come. But that version of me… he was naïve. Stupid, maybe. The me standing here, with you? I’ve learned the hard way. The lesson burned, and it burned deep. I’m done waiting. Done assuming time. Every day with you? I’ll love like it’s the first day, the last day, the only day we get.”His eyes glisten, bright and unguarded, catching the warm under-light from the range hood. The kitchen tiles gleam in response, their patterns twisting and curling like a puzzle I’ve always known the answer to. Each swirl and line seems to orbit him, as though the world had been waiting fo

Vincent POVHe showed up.Of course he did.Theo Cassian. The one person who can ruin my mood without even trying. Silverfang’s favorite. Calm. Perfect. Untouchable.And he’s sitting right in front of me.So close that if I move my leg a little, I could hit him. I almost do it. Not because I really want to hurt him… but because I need to know he still notices me.The waitress brings his food like he’s some kind of VIP. Her voice turns soft, her smile gets bigger, and suddenly his plate is the most important thing in the world.“Be careful, it’s hot. Don’t touch it yet. Tell me if you need anyt