Until Him (Inevitable, #1)

by Cora Rose

Unfortunately, he didn’t leave any of his soap for me to use, but it’s probably for the best. I totally would have jacked off with it.

How the hell am I supposed to walk around life like normal now, knowing that Theo and his mouth are cruising around out there?

Mystery Spot

Cue Asia's "Heat of the Moment"

Theo swoops in, tugging Finn into a corner near the mugs and bumper stickers.

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My grandma died from a coconut falling on her head while vacationing in the Maldives, my dad’s marijuana plants all caught fire three years ago, and my brother lost his leg because of a suicidal deer.

“I’d lose all my limbs if I could have you back. Nothing has been more painful.”

“Fuck me,” he breathes, his body trembling. “Fuck me.”

My journal is almost full since meeting him. I need to buy another one.

“I’m sorry,” I manage to say, my voice broken and rough. “Nah, don’t be. I cry all the time,” he says. “It’s healthy.”

“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 want you to have a surprise in your life that’s good, even if it’s small.”

“But you could have anyone.” “I know.”

I don’t blame people for flocking to him. I want to flock to him. I have currently flocked.

“I need you to know, I’m not like those other guys, Theo. I’m not them. You can trust me. I just want you to give me a chance and trust me. I won’t hurt you.” My eyes sting and I nod, because I know this. I know it.

I’d gotten the tattoo a few weeks later, a reminder of the torment I’d endured and a promise to myself to never let anyone hurt me like that again. Now Logan is pressing soft kisses to those words on my skin and fuck, it all feels so raw and I can’t stop the tears from running down my cheeks.

Theo huffs out a laugh and grabs my face, kissing the hell out of my mouth and neck. I wrap my arm around his slender body, anchoring him to me, and just take everything he’s willing to give until we’re both breathless.

Cute

I’ll play dumb and pretend like I need him for the rest of the semester. And I do. I need him, just maybe not in the way he thinks.

I never want to see him cry again.

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.

“Come over early tomorrow and I’ll make you dinner.” “Yeah?” my heart doing some kind of jig in my chest. “Yeah, Logan. I’ll cook for you. If you want.” “I want. It’s a date.”

I love when he kisses me first and I’m never turning him down.

“Didn’t know I’d like dick as much as I do, but I’m so here for yours.”

Curie meows loudly and bites my ankle hard. “Jesus fucking Christ,” I mutter, glancing down and seeing Curie eyeing me angrily. “She knows you bought her treats and wants them,” Theo tells me, chuckling.

“I told you not to buy shit for her. But did you listen? Nope. Now look at what you’ve done. You’ve created a monster.”

Yeah, this will probably get around. Don’t mind that one bit. Theo’s mine.

THEO “I’m nervous,” I tell Curie as I stir the pasta in the pot. “Like really fucking nervous.”

Awww

The truth is, I’m tired of pushing him away.

I remember the first few times we’d fucked around, I was so nervous I couldn’t even get hard.

Logan blushes and smirks. “Wanted to look good for our date.”

He liked being fucked, and God help me, I liked it too. I’ve never been a top before, and ever since he rode me, I want to do it again.

Awwwwww

“You always look good. You just look…even gooder.”

He makes no comment about what I’m wearing—jeans and a loose T-shirt. I’m a hot mess compared to this guy. I need to try harder. I make a mental note to try to do better, so I’m comparable to him. I want him to be proud of me.

He pats her on the head and thanks her for not taking his finger off like last time. God, my throat gets all thick and my chest squeezes at the sight. I’m half in love with him already.

“Want me to come?” Logan asks softly. Oh god. He would offer. Why is he so sweet? He’s killing me.

“You’re coming home with me for Thanksgiving.” I shake my head quickly. “Logan,” I begin to protest. “Do you have other plans?” he asks, cutting me off. “Because I’m pretty sure you don’t have any other plans.”

“Well, then you’re coming with me. I already told my mom and dad. And we can come back here on Sunday to see your dad.”

His family is the reason Logan is who he is. He’s fucking amazing.

<3

I’m desperately trying to shield my heart and here he is pushing his way past all my defenses.

“It’s a mini-vacay. This is getting serious, Theo.” I roll my eyes at how ridiculous he is, but my heart secretly thunders in my chest.

Curie meows despondently and I roll my eyes. “She’s being just as dramatic as you.” I glance inside and see the yellow of Curie’s eyes as she scowls at me. “Stop being so ridiculous.” Then I look at Theo. “And you, too.”

He went on and on about how he didn’t think Theo should come, but then I’d mentioned his hands all over Landon and asked what the hell that was all about, and he zipped his lips. Yeah, fucker, that’s what I thought. Let’s just stay out of each other’s business.

I run my fingers through his hair, cupping the back of his head. “Theo, you’re amazing. You know that, right? I don’t know if you know that.”

“No, and I mean it, Logan. No.” Huh, that doesn’t seem promising. I just spent a good three hours on the way here coming up with all of these ideas. It would be a pity to scrap them.

I don’t want your parents to think poorly of me.” “Not going to happen. My dad already named a chicken after you.”

Okay now that's fucking adorable

“Ah, that’s right. You got a chicken named after you,” Landon tells Theo. “Finn has one too.” My dad waggles the fork with a potato hanging off of it. “He’s had several. They keep dying.” “Well, that’s ominous,” Theo mutters and I chuckle a little, pulling him into me.

He stiffens and I reluctantly let him go. That’s right, friends. We’re just friends right now. Friends, who may or may not have sex in the greenhouse later.

Landon turns his face and Finn blows the smoke right into his mouth. Well, fuck if that isn’t sexual.

Shotgunning <3

Theo glances at me. “You all cry a lot for such manly men…and you’re all extremely hot. What is up with that?”

High Theo is my favorite

“But I’m the hottest, right?” I whisper and Theo eyeballs me, then slides his gaze to Landon, Finn, and then my dad. Hell, I’d rather he wasn’t so honest. He’s hurting my feelings. I should be first pick. “I’d say they’ve given you a run for your money,” Theo replies and I pinch his hip a little.

“But you’re the only one I want, Logan.”