Loving the Legend (Chasing Rings, #1)

by Kit Grey

I am strangely reminded of Mom’s utopia, gazing into the depths of Sid’s eyes.

The air around us sizzles like we’re in a heatwave and not the dead of winter.

I drag my finger across the video bar until it’s back at the beginning and hit pause over his face. I grin hard as I take him in.

I enjoyed our interview and your…vibe. I can’t tell you the last time I had such an enjoyable conversation that wasn’t centered on basketball, cars, or women.

“One could argue that we’re both pretty.” I cringe as soon as the words leave my mouth. Where’d the hell that come from?

There’s a massive three-sided fireplace ablaze, casting a warm glow.

Now how we in miami with a lit firplace

I can’t imagine anyone smelling better than Sid.

Lily peers at me, then Sid, then me again, and smiles to herself. I’d pay to know what she’s thinking.

Tell your family I said goodbye. I enjoyed spending time with them.” “You’ll see them again,” he says in his prescient way.

Thanks for sleeping with me, Pretty Boy

“Thanks for inviting me over. I haven’t slept that well in years. I’ve been missing out sleeping alone.” A shadow dims his face. “You’re welcome here anytime.”

God, if there was ever a time when someone could point to a moment and say “And that’s when I knew for sure that I was falling for him,” this moment would take the cake.

“You didn’t hang up,” I say, my voice raspy as I wipe the sleep from my eyes and mouth. I reach for the glass of water next to my bed and take a sip. “Why would I?” he replies. The smoky timbre of his morning voice washes over me. It’s like pure sex.

“What happened a couple of months ago?” I catch a slight tremble in his voice. You happened is on the tip of my tongue.

“Who said that standing here with me means you won’t get fucked tonight?”

“Like my mama used to say, if you don’t have anything nice to say, then shut the fuck up.

“Dude—I mean, I get it. I’d go gay to be with Sid. I didn’t even know I had a shot. Damn!”