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When I told my parents I was gay, they hugged me and said they love and support me. When I told them I was quitting hockey? Dad barely spoke to me for a month.
“It’s only a word. I didn’t mean anything by it.” “Words have meaning though.” “I call people bitch all the time. It has nothing to do with their sexuality.” “In that case, I’m surprised you don’t get punched more often.”
Asher Dalton just gained a new best friend. Whether he wants it or not.
Do you think if I take a puck to the head repeatedly, I could get information to stick that way?” “Uh, no. I highly don’t recommend you try that.”
I’m a lying liar who lies.
Damn it. I’m catching the hockey.
“At this point, I think the only way we’re going to get through to them is to lock them in a room and let them have it out.” “You’re joking.” “Nope.” “And what if they kill each other? Because I’ve got to say, it seems likely.” “Then you’ll have two less players to worry about.”
“You want me to make choices for you, Asher? You two can come out when you’re friends.” I catch their confused expressions for a second before I slam the door and quickly lock it with Dad’s keys.
“This better work. Because if they kill each other, your dad will kill me, and then my boyfriend will dig me up and kill me again for leaving him.”
“My name, by the way, is Kieran.” I screw up my face. “You don’t look like a Kieran.” “You don’t look like an asshole, but then you open your mouth. So …”
He steps forward and pats my cheek. “Good boy.” “Wow. Could you be any more condescending?” “Yes, I can. Would the good boy like to go for some ice cream as a treat? I’m buying.” His
“What about emotionally unavailable guys who treat people like shit? Because I’m that too. Don’t pigeonhole me, dude.”
“What if I promise not to fall in love with you? Then will you let me suck your dick?”
“Access to my body is a privilege. You’ll do well to remember that.”
He takes off, mumbling something like who knew petulance could be a turn-on. “It’s a talent!” I call after him.
“You can go out with whoever you want.” As long as their name starts with A and ends in sher.
A whine comes from Hades, and I glance down as he starts to hump Asher’s leg. “Aw, another thing he gets from his daddy,” Asher says, pulling away.
By the time Asher appears behind me, the sauce is in the pot bubbling away, and I’ve stacked all the dirty dishes in the dishwasher. Not going to lie, I’m totally a domestic fucking goddess right now.
I cross the room and throw my arms around my stupid big brother. “I love you. You’re a great brother, and you’re doing a great job.”
Is a heart-on a thing?
“And if nothing else, I want you to remember this, not because I said it, but because it’s true. You are never a waste.” Especially not to me.
“It’s nothing against you. You’re great. I just don’t have time for anything serious.” “You don’t have time for anything serious with a fuckboy. You do realize we’ve been spending most of our free time with each other already? Well, until you caught the feels and decided you needed to avoid me. Not cool, yo.”
Asher is sweet and kind and hurting. He has big dreams about family even though he could easily resent that whole thought with all the siblings he has to look after. Sure, there are days I could strangle him, but deep down, Asher only wants to be loved.
Shit, now I need to buy more presents … I want names and ages, Kole.” “You don’t have to buy—” “Of course I do. I’m not having someone leave here empty-handed on Christmas. What is wrong with you?”
Merry Christmas, Dad, I’m dating the team brat.
“Nope. He loves me even when I’m an asshole.” I pull Kole closer. “Unfortunately, that’s true.” My boyfriend sighs.
