Owned on the Ice M/M Romance
He was lanky and a little shy, still trying to figure out where he fit between all the chirping and chaos.
“I still can’t wrap my head around it,” Connor said, scrubbing shampoo through his hair. “You’re seriously just gonna let her pick some random guy? You really don’t care?”
Ryder shrugged, running his hands through his hair. “Yeah. She wants it, so whatever. It’s not like I’m into dudes. I’m not gay.”
Drew barked a laugh. “Not gay, but letting a guy fuck you?”