Until Him (Inevitable, #1)

by Cora Rose

“Thank you for giving him a chance. For believing in him.” Jesus, I feel like a total shithead. If he knew what I’d made his son do in exchange for tutoring, he’d hate me. He’d kick my ass straight out of the house.

I’d only bargained with sex thinking he’d tell me to go to hell. I generally try to stay away from the popular jock crowd and since he wasn’t taking no for an answer, I figured he’d be repulsed by my suggestion and leave me alone.

I swallow and tug on my hood. “I think we need to end things.” He looks completely shocked. “Um, hell no.”

I’m over here living my best life, fucking a super-hot guy while getting to know the mysterious genius side of him, and you’re all up in your head about it.”

“You feel good,” he breathes. “So fucking good, Logan. And you look so hot bent over for me.”

My groans echo off the glass walls and I swear to God, the neighbors can hear me as I take it. Everyone on the block will know what a big dick Theo has and what a slut I am for it.

I debate it, seriously wondering if I should bring him into this. Ultimately, I decide that I’m going to. I want him there. I need him there.

I do trust Logan. I trust that he won’t intentionally hurt me. But I still don’t know how he feels about me, about us, and if what we have can last.

All I do know is: there is no steeling my heart. It’s already thawed, completely melted, and at his mercy.

“So…” He begins not meeting my gaze. “It’s over then.” “Thank God,” I mutter with a smile. I am never taking another science class for the rest of my life.

Oof miscommunication big time

“Fuck. I’m not leaving, and you’re spending motherfucking Christmas with me. And the new year. And next Christmas, too. And the rest of our time on earth, really.”

“Jesus, Theo. We’re boyfriends. Okay? That’s what we’re going to tell them. Repeat after me, boyfriends.”

I don’t know how I got so lucky as to land the Logan Lewis, but I am going to spend the rest of however much time we have together being grateful as shit. Hell, I may even start buying lottery tickets.

I told him I loved him. I was brave and just blurted it out. Logan sniffled and held me, whispering that he loved me too.

Who knew that when he showed up at my door all those months ago that this was how it would all turn out? 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.