Todos los capítulos de Kiss Me In The Dark: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

Fox drives down a gravel road, and I’ve been unusually quiet the entire ride. I don’t know where we’re going, and he hasn’t said anything. I don’t bother to ask either. Instead, I let the rhythm of the tires crunching over the gravel fill the silence. His fingers trail lazily over my thigh, sending sparks up my spine. When he glances over at me, there’s a soft smile on his face. “Are you nervous?” he asks, his voice light, teasing. “Is this a surprise date?” I reply, peeking out the window. On either side of us are endless trees and chirping birds. The calmness is striking, the kind of peace you don’t realize you need until you’re in the middle of it. “You’d know it’s a date without me telling you, babe.” He smirks. “I’m just taking you out of the apartment for a bit.” I nod, not pressing further. A few minutes later, Fox pulls up outside a cabin nestled near a sparkling lake. The air is fresh, the water glistens in the afternoon sun, and the entire scene looks like somethin

“Are you two seriously dating now?” Landon asks, leaning closer, his tone a mix of disbelief and curiosity. My smoothie cup sits empty in front of me, courtesy of him.“Yeah,” I say, trying to sound casual. “He asked me to be his boyfriend.”“Holy shit,” they whisper in unison, their eyes wide with surprise.“I can’t believe this,” Nat says, shaking her head. “So you’re Fox Wilder’s boyfriend now? Wow. I didn’t even know he was gay.”“He’s not,” I reply simply.“Well, nobody gives a shit,” Landon says with a sly grin. “At least he’s gay for you. You know what I mean.”Everyone chuckles, and I can’t help but smile.“I’m really happy for you, Cam,” Leanne says earnestly. “As long as he doesn’t treat you wrong anymore, you’ve got my blessing.”“Yeah, me too, son,” Landon quips, throwing an arm around my shoulder.I elbow him in the ribs. “Don’t call me that.”“Ow! Fuck,” he groans, rubbing his side as the girls laugh.“Wow, this is so unbelievable,” Nat says, leaning in closer

"What's she doing here?" Fox growls, rubbing his face with one hand. I sigh, hastily shoving my legs into my pants. Grabbing the nearest shirt, I throw it on, buttoning it haphazardly without bothering to check if the buttons line up. "You’re gonna be okay, alright?" Fox smirks at me, his calm demeanor almost infuriating. I groan. "How can you be this composed after we just got cock-blocked?" I grab my phone, which won’t stop ringing—of course, it’s my mom. "I’ll go answer the door," I mutter, muting the call. Fox pulls me back, his lips brushing against my forehead in a soft kiss. "She’d better have a good reason for showing up. And hopefully, she won’t stay long. I still need to be inside you," he whispers, his hand grabbing my butt through my jeans and pulling me close enough to feel his erection. I draw in a shaky breath, but my phone rings again, breaking the moment. I jerk away from him. "I’ll be in the living room," I mutter, hurrying out of his room. His laught

The game is intense, with our school facing off against the University of Iowa. It’s only a few minutes in, and Iowa seems to be leading. I glance at the field as Fox passes the ball to Blaze, who narrowly avoids being tackled. He moves with a fluidity that’s hard to miss, his confidence radiating even from this distance. “What’s up with you and Blaze?” I ask Landon, shifting my attention back to him. Landon hesitates, his gaze fixed on Blaze. He’s sitting beside me on the bleachers, and I know he’s here more for Blaze than the game. Two weeks ago, I had a conversation with Blaze about Landon. Blaze admitted he still cared about Landon but expressed frustration that Landon always seemed drawn to every attractive guy on campus. It was clear there was unresolved tension between them. Long story short, Blaze hates the idea of Landon seeing other men. “We’re… trying to see if we can still work things out,” Landon says, shrugging. There’s a flicker of vulnerability in his tone th

FOX'S POV “I think I’m in love with you,” I whisper to the beautiful blonde man sleeping beside me. He’s so breathtakingly perfect, I want to kiss every inch of him. His damp blonde hair clings to his forehead and his soft red lips are slightly parted as he snores gently. I love him. I know that for sure now. I can’t imagine my life without him. He’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Right now, I feel like standing on the tallest tower and yelling it to the world. I love him. I love him so fucking much. Growing up, I never thought I’d fall for a man, let alone be with one like this. Before Cameron, I couldn’t even imagine it—it felt foreign, almost disgusting. But now? With him beneath me, writhing and moaning my name, it’s the most beautiful, intimate thing I’ve ever experienced. And I want to do it again. Every single day. Thinking about it now, I’m already hard again. I push a damp strand of hair from his face and watch him sleep. My fingers trace small, soothing