Blindsided (LSU, #1)

by Becca Steele

All in all, he was the kind of boy that got my heart racing and my dick hard.

but it was more or less negated by the fact that, based on first impressions, he was a complete and utter bellend.

houses on this street was collectively known as “the Mansions,” identical Victorian three-storey terraced buildings that housed students from the university.

What were the chances of me ending up in a place with gay housemates? Suddenly, I was a lot more relaxed.

I jerked backwards. “Fuck. Off. I’m straight, so no, and also. Fuck no. Not if you were the last person on earth.”

For someone that allegedly had an aversion to sports, he seemed to be very fucking well defined.

The line of heat down my body felt…I couldn’t even say, but he needed to get the fuck away from me, right now.

I recoiled at my own thoughts, my lip curling in disgust. Who the fuck cared what his fucking eyes looked like?

Iwillnothaveabonerinthegym, Iwillnothaveabonerinthegym.

Yeah, I could appreciate someone’s looks without it meaning anything more, as I was sure most blokes could.

Fuck. I was going to have a dickuation if I didn’t think about something else right now.

I blinked back more tears. I’d lost someone else.

This hurt so fucking much. “I know.” I forced myself to climb out of his bed.

Like you’d been eating the cheapest vanilla ice cream from the supermarket for years, and you always thought it tasted okay,

Then one day you tried real, homemade vanilla ice cream, with the little black bits of vanilla in it, so fucking creamy and delicious and full of flavour that you knew you’d never go back to the supermarket ice cream,

He’d shown up in my life and completely blindsided me, and everything had changed.

“You’re my son, and I’m so proud of you. I know your dad isn’t here anymore, but I was with that man for fourteen years, and I can tell

“Maccy D’s? I don’t know how many people stayed over, but if I order enough McMuffins and hash browns for twenty of us, they’ll get eaten, right?”