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Fuck. This was really gay.
The other thing they were in total agreement on is that no one could ever know that they enjoyed fucking each other.
“and on top of everything, I’m pretty sure I’m in love with you and I don’t know what to do about it.”
“I’m fucked,” he murmured in Russian. “I am so fucking in love and it’s horrible.”
“Mine.” Ilya’s breath tickled Shane’s skin when he spoke the single word. “Yours,” Shane said dreamily. “All of this. For two weeks. Is mine.” Forever, Shane wanted to say. Forever if you ask.
“Maybe someone will hear you. From their boat.”
Ilya was wearing a Boston Bears T-shirt. Shane made a face. “That’s not going to help.” “Oh, do they not know I play for Boston?”
His father stood up. “Would anyone like a beer? I could use a beer.” “Yes,” said Ilya. “Definitely,” said Shane. “Is that the strongest thing we have?” asked his mom.
“Since their rookie season,” Shane heard his mother say. “I can’t believe it.” “Looking at them now, I kind of can,” his father said.
“This has been the weirdest day of my life.” Ilya wanted to tell Shane that it had been one of the best days of his life.
