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Matt’s youngest brother, Wade, is coming to live with Matt and Noah in the fall to attend private school in Chicago. They’re calling this vacation their final play before they become guardians of a teenager, so they wanted to make it huge.
His smile did things to my insides. When he held out his hand for me, I knew following him was going to break me in the best way possible. Which would also turn out to be the worst way.
Now he’s here, I don’t want to avoid him. I don’t want to stay away, and I have no reason to anymore, other than the guys will kick my ass. But for Jet, an ass-kicking might be worth it.
I realize I have sunburn in places no one ever should too. Is it possible for nipples to be sunburned?
My gaze goes to Talon, natural-born blond, and he resembles something like a cooked lobster.
“No shit. Soren’s practically glowing.” Here we go. “Aww, maybe he’s pregnant,” Noah says. Maddox cuts in. “Now, we know that’s impossible, guys. Come on, don’t be silly ...” I’m about to thank him, when he continues. “You have to have sex to get pregnant.”
“Hold up. Let me get this straight. We’re living in a world where not one but two people have granted Noah custody of a child.”
Touring is lonely, and pretty boys make me weak.
How long is this thing called heartbreak supposed to last?
“I remember a lot of things I shouldn’t when it comes to you.”
I just figure this is the most you’ve said to me since you landed on the island. I’m scared if we stop you’ll run away again.”
Not being able to be with the person you love is not romantic. It’s painful.
Caleb Sorensen caring about me is the last thing I need right now because the stupid kid with love hearts in his eyes is fighting to make an appearance again.
While Harley and I have undeniable chemistry, Soren and I have something fundamentally deeper. So much so I don’t even know what to call it.
You’re amazing. Your music is amazing. You’re bigger than them and bigger than life. Anytime one of these leeches come after you, just remember your worth. It’ll save you so much resentment.”
All those nights with Harley where he filled the loneliness were just that—a temporary fix for a bigger problem.
Soren glances between Harley and me and then stands. “I, uh, can go if you want me to.” It’s obvious he doesn’t want to leave me with Harley but is trying to be respectful. Well, fuck that. “No.” I approach and wrap my arms around Soren’s waist. “You don’t need to leave.”
Harley whines. “Damn it. Why’d your boyfriend have to be nice?” “He’s Canadian. He can’t help it.” “Sorry.” Soren shrugs.
The best feeling in the world is Soren.
“Baby?” The term of endearment makes tears spring to my damn eyes. “I’m fine.”
“If I got to be with you, I’d go to the fucking moon.”
Love? It should be selfless and compromising. It shouldn’t leave you cold.
“Fuck it, we’ll talk right now and get it over with. Jet, I want you to be my boyfriend. Like, my proper, not just dating, not putting on a show for the media, boyfriend. I want that to be our truth. I don’t want anyone else touching you. Ever. Because this”—I grab his ass and pull him against me—“is mine.”
didn’t know what to say because I was sure ‘If Harley touches you, I know about ten different ways to kill a guy with my hockey gear’ would’ve scared you off.”
