Bad Boy (The Loyal Boys, #2)
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Read between August 12 - August 13, 2024
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Does the old man have a hard-on for telling time or some shit? Because this is like crazy old cat lady shit, but with clocks.
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Not to mention he is seriously hot as fuck, in an innocent, I-have-no-clue kind of way. And fuck, his eyes. I’ve never seen anything like them in my entire life. One is a shocking emerald green, sparkling with life and happiness. And the other is nearly as dark as my own, swimming in shadows and depth. They’re fucking hypnotizing.
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He’s too good for me, of that I’m certain. It doesn’t take a genius to figure it out. Regardless, I’m still going for him, even if I have to be his friend first.
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You’d think four science classes would stop my crazy plan to win Lincoln Anderson over. To bring him out of his shell. Shake him up a bit. Do something a little reckless and fun. But it won’t—I’m determined. And I’m going to flip his life upside down. I think I have my first boy crush.
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Is he insinuating what I think he is? No. There’s no possible way a guy like Remi could be gay. I would never be that lucky.
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I bump my shoulder into his. “Nice, bro. Glad to be of service,” I say, just messing with him, knowing these photos will be of service to me later tonight.
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Can your balls explode? Is that possible? There’s gotta be at least a gallon of jizz in there.
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Take care of him. Don’t hurt him. This is important, and I don’t take my earlier declaration lightly. Start as friends, then make him more. Make him mine.
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“You’re the boy next door?” he asks, his deep voice full of disbelief and. . . excitement? A slow grin pulls at his lips until a full-blown smile is on display. “Oh, this is fucking gold.”
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Unlike me, Remi’s a gentleman and doesn’t look down. Instead,
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Well, that just exceeds the balance of decency.
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Or maybe he’s just repressed and mad at how hot we are.
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I can’t get an erection from a simple handhold. It’s embarrassing.
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His tinkling laughter is a beautiful melody I want to capture and preserve forever. Trap it in a little glass jar like the lightning bugs dancing outside.
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It’s the full-circle realization that I don’t want to be friends. Or best friends. I want to be more, so much more. I’m talking life-altering, soul-consuming, the I-can’t-breath-without-you type of more.
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I feel a little bad, but he asked for it that hard. And I feel less bad when he smothers his poor over-easy eggs with ketchup. That’s just wrong. And gross.
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And it’s not a fear boner.
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“Should we do a group hug or some shit?” I ask, only slightly joking. I’m down if they are.
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“Show me everything inside your soul, Remi. Let me carry the burden with you, handle the lows and celebrate the highs. We’re a team. Can’t you see that? We’ve been a team since day one.”
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I’m never letting him go. Never letting anyone else hurt him. This is forever for me.
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“When I’m done, I’m gonna paint your fucking guts with my cum.”