Until Him (Inevitable, #1)

by Cora Rose

“I don’t want your money.” I open my mouth to protest but then he says, “I’ll agree to tutor you if you let me fuck you.”

Fuck, he’s unnerving. Why does he keep staring at me? I don’t think he’s checking me out, either. I think he’s probably measuring my skin for lampshades.

Never had another dude’s come in my belly button before. It’s like a tiny swimming pool. I should set up a small diving board or some shit.

“Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.”

He glances over at me and winks, and my boxers catch fire. They blaze and turn to ash. Shit.

Theo reaches out and links his pinkie with mine. Fuck, he’s sweet in his own way. He reminds me of a cold wild animal that snaps at you when you try to pet it, but really, it just wants you to curl up with it and keep it warm.

Oh my god, I knew it. Nipples. I like my nipples played with. I want to try nipple clamps now. All the clamps. Just clamp them on, Theo.

“Don’t you say it. This is me being a friend, Theo. Your friend. It’s a thing people do.” Fuck. I don’t want to be his friend. I want to be his everything.

I don’t blame people for flocking to him. I want to flock to him. I have currently flocked. Oh my god, I’m a stage-five clinger.

Fuck. I think he wants to be held. He was so fragile today, so needy. I never want to see him cry again. I wrap my arms around him as he pulls up a movie on his laptop, and we eat the pizza in silence, our eyes on the screen, my hands resting on his bare stomach. An hour later, he slips off to sleep in my arms and I just hold him the rest of the night. I fall asleep a fucking happy man.

Ah hell, what the fuck ever. I move into his space and plant one right on his lips. He freezes slightly, but still, his mouth moves against mine. When we pull apart a moment later, the girl is blinking up at us, her mouth agape. Yeah, this will probably get around. Don’t mind that one bit. Theo’s mine.

“You always look good. You just look…even gooder.” I can no longer speak English. He has robbed me of this.

Who knew he’d be the one to help me heal? Who knew he’d be the perfect person for me? Not me. It was never me, until him.