#Rev (GearShark, #2)

by Cambria Hebert

Trent was trying to protect me. In his mind, he wasn’t keeping the love he felt from me, but rather showing it in the best way he knew how. I respected that. I did. But I wouldn’t have it.

Good 😭😭😭

I suppose thinking we could keep our relationship a secret was naive. Merely wishful thinking. When you loved someone the way we loved each other, it was impossible to hide. It showed in every way.

Love is in the details. It’s in the everyday. It’s the way you treat someone when they aren’t even looking and the way they fill your head when you’re apart.

“We’re in a relationship,” I said point blank. I kind of wanted to shock him. I wanted someone other than me to feel the sting of words tonight.

Bruh you ain’t shocking anyone 😭😭

“He cares what you think,” I said quietly. “Your opinion matters. So if you aren’t sure how you feel about our relationship or the fact there are two gay guys in your family, walk away. Walk away right now.”

I LOVE how he’s sticking up for him 😭 protect yo man at all costs

“He’s already fucked up enough right now. If you can’t offer him the brother he needs tonight, I won’t let you in that room.” Romeo’s lips curved up into a knowing, almost pleased expression. “He pissed you off so bad you put your hand through a wall and he’s pushing you away, yet here you are, standing guard at the door, protecting him.”

Well of course he is😍😍😍

“Congratulations on finding a love worth fighting for.”

🥺

“Oh, yes,” I intoned. “There’s no way in hell I’ll let what they did to him go unpunished.”

BEAT THEM TF UP 👊👊👊

Don’t count on it. I put my faith in fate. I put all my proverbial eggs in one basket. What do I get? Don’t count on it. Fucking A. Or maybe that’s what I got for asking a magic eight ball for love advice.

FUCK THAT EIGHT BALL

“You don’t. But you are a total alpha male and you know it.” “All the men in this house are,” he retorted. “Maybe, but I think we both know you’re number one.” “Have you met my wife? She totally runs me.” I laughed. It was so true. Rimmel was less than half his size, and he was totally wrapped around her little finger.

I really like them. Maybe I’ll even read their books😭

“You don’t turn your back on love.” He went on without missing a beat. “Love isn’t easy, not for anyone, but you don’t push it away. You hold even tighter.”

“The way you watched each other when you thought no one else was looking. I thought maybe you two were going to finally figure it out at Christmas. Man, the way he watched you that night with Nova sleeping on your chest,”

🥺🥺🥺

“You’re gonna fight for him, right?”

You better

I took a few shuddering breaths, trying to calm my strained chest as my eyes locked on him and refused to let go. He was so incredibly good-looking. A visual representation of everything I could ever dream of, all wrapped up in one blue-eyed, dimpled, scruffy-jawed package.

“Can we just forget it all tonight?” His voice was weary. He sounded exactly the way I felt. “Can it just be like it was before, at least until morning?” “How was it, Forrester?” I whispered. A glutton for punishment. That was me. I knew exactly what it was like between us. It was being a part of something so much bigger than yourself. It was that feeling of rightness a person got when something settled in their gut. This wasn’t going to make anything any easier. It would only make it harder. “It was complete.”

🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

“Just me and you. Just this room. Just the dark and the sound of your breathing. Us. Together.” I swallowed. My God, I want that. “It doesn’t change anything.” I warned him. “You wanna have it out?” Drew challenged without heat. “We will. And I’ll win. Losing you is not an option.”

Yes tell him 😩

He reveled in it. His body, which he’d held with stiffness and pain up until now, went boneless against the mattress. Small sounds I don’t think he even heard vibrated the deep part of his throat.

😭😭

My tongue caressed its way down his taint and then circled around his puckered hole. His legs went stiff, and I licked again, this time fully, completely over his entrance. My name broke through the silence of the room, and I stroked his cock again. On either side of my head, his legs began to tremble, and I took it as a sign to keep going.

😳😳😳😳😳

But this was the first time I was going full throttle with it, no hesitation, no asking… just straight to the tongue action.

Bruh not even one of them having cracked ribs and a swollen face with a black eye can keep them off each other 💀💀

I wouldn’t lie. It certainly made me curious as to what it would feel like to have Trent breach my body. The more I thought about it, the more intimate it seemed. No one had ever been inside me before, not like that. But I wanted it. I wanted to be inside him, too. I wanted the honor of being the one person on this earth he trusted enough to let inside. Inside his body. Inside his heart.

“Even if I lost every single one of those things you just listed, it still wouldn’t add up to the single loss of you.”

Fucking YES YES. I’m so happy Drew is saying all this. He saying all the perfect things 😭

His straight, white teeth flashed, but it was no match for the dimple that came out to play. Without thought, I swept my thumb along the indent and pressed in, finally, finally finding out how deep that little charmer really went.

His dimple 😭😭😭😭

“I asked the eight ball about us again,” I confided. His eyes widened. “What did it say?” I made a face. “Don’t count on it.” “Fucking eight ball.” He chuckled.

FUCK THAT EIGHT BALL

Trent’s laugh was deep as his palm settled over my jaw and rubbed at my stubble. He wasn’t kidding when he said he liked it. I’d never been one to keep the scruff very long, usually shaving for work, but not anymore. Anything tempted him to touch me was going to stay.

don’t mind me..just highlighting anytime Drew’s scruff is mentioned 👀 I love Trent’s little obsession with it

He was just stepping off the stairs when I jogged down. Without any thought at all, I hooked an arm around his waist and offered some support, moving toward the living room. He didn’t lean on me, but he did grab the back of my shirt and bunch it in his hand.

🥺🥺🥺🥺 he’s so caring of him 😭

I learned something last night, though, in the midst of the eight ball, the fighting, and the breaking up. Even during the sex. Oh my God, the sex…

😏😏😏

Drew and I were stronger together. I was stronger with him than I would ever be apart. He gave me strength. I gained courage from his love.

“I’ve… I opened up a part of myself that was so private it physically hurt, the deepest place I feel things, the place where my most exposed feelings lie. That cost me a lot, Forrester, and I was scared. You are the biggest risk I’m ever going to take, so when you say you love me, it’s the biggest reward I’ll ever know.”

“Don’t ever underestimate the power you have over me, frat boy. I promise you I’m just as powerless when it comes to you.”

“You smell like leather,” I murmured, tucking in just a little closer. I had to get my feels in while I could get ‘em. “You smell like home.”

“You would choose him over your career?” he asked, speculation in his tone.

OF COURSE HE WOULD

“I already did.” I yanked my gaze from the older man and looked at Trent. “There’s no choice.”

“What the hell is this?” his father said, glancing up from our hands. His voice was dangerous and low.

Tf does it look like bitch?💀💀 sorry I am SALTY

I grinned. “Get some clothes. Trent’s not possessive, but if I show up with a half-naked gay dude, he might learn to be.” Arrow laughed, and I thought I saw the tinge of a blush across his cheeks. Did I just kinda flirt with him? Like for real? I was getting good at being gay.

Bro 💀💀

Nova kissed Drew, and it stole my attention. Then she leaned toward me, so I bent and she kissed me, too. Then, to everyone’s surprise, she put her hand on my cheek and tried to push it toward Drew. “Uhhh…” “She wants you to kiss,” Ivy explained. “That’s her new thing. Kisses.”

🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

“What’s going on in here?” Rimmel said, entering the kitchen with Romeo right behind her. “Oh, nothing. Just Trent and Drew making out,” Braeden announced. “Oh, and Justin Bieber is here.” “I’m changing my hair,” Arrow muttered, which launched Ivy into a full-on lecture about the latest hair trends for men.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

What were the odds really? What were the odds I’d meet someone who not only was a friend, but then had the capacity and the open heart to become my everything else?

I’d probably never, ever say it out loud, but there was a name for what T and I had. It wasn’t just love. It was #TrewLove. PS: Get it? That’s our ship name. #Trew. PSS: Don’t tell anyone I gave us a ship name.

Lmfaooo💀💀💀