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“Grumpy,” I answer instead. “Seems like a bit of a dick.” Cass raises an eyebrow, looking at me knowingly. “So you’re attracted to him?” I groan. “Maybe a smidge.”
Dixon gives me a look. “I don’t bottom.” “Right,” I say slowly, nodding my head. “Makes sense. No room up there with that stick firmly lodged in place.”
These scenes we’ve been playing, this boyfriend act, it doesn’t feel like an act at all. In these moments, under these cameras, it feels real. It feels like Niko is mine, and he wants me to be his, too.
A what if chance to find out what that morning could have been if Dixon and I were an actual couple. We’re not. I’m not that delusional. But it feels nice. And as Dixon nuzzles against the back of my neck, I realize I want this to be real. I really do. I want Dixon. Simple as that. I care for him, a lot more than I expected to.
“You are grumpy, but I like it. I like all the pieces of you, Dixon, and I call you ‘my grump’ because you are. It’s not an insult. It’s a compliment. And I want you to know I accept you. Just as you are.”
“I’m not going anywhere. Ever.” “Is that your way of telling me you’re my happy ending?” he asks, voice wistful and tender. I smile against his skin. “No, griniári mou. This is only our beginning.”
