Blurred Lines (Darby U Hockey Boys, #2)

by Andi Jaxon

“I’m hungry. Feed me.” He smirks and shakes his head. “Are you ever not hungry?” “That’s a big negative, good buddy.” I follow him from the locker room and out to the walkway that will lead us to the dorms. “Pizza?” he asks with his face buried in his phone. “Have I ever said no to pizza? I think the fuck not.” I smack his ass, and he flushes a little. “You’re a pain in my ass,” he grumbles. I laugh and squeeze his ass this time. “I’m not, but I could be.”

“Isn’t there a rule about feeding the Gremlins after midnight?” Preston says. “It’s not midnight!” I pull out my phone to check the time just in case because time has zero meaning to me.

“I’m hungry. Feed me, Daddy.” He opens his mouth like a baby bird, and I pick up a fry to shove in his mouth. It goes too far, and he chokes but laughs along with the guys around us who heard him. “Dick.”

I know he’s struggling with something, but I’m not sure what it is. His brain is so busy usually that it’s hard to tell when he’s just exhausted from it or if there’s something really bothering him.

I’ve been living and breathing your touch lately. If I don’t come up for air, I’ll drown in you.

My best friend, the love of my fucking life, is in pain and fighting himself.

“You’re my favorite person. You’re my person. There’s nothing about you I would change. You hear me?”

“We shouldn’t care what other people think, but we all do.” He lays his head on my shoulder and sighs. “But if someone you’ve known a while judges you for it, they weren’t your person. You’ll find better ones who won’t care or judge.”