Colin (Unexpected, #6)

by Cora Rose

God, he’s beautiful.

“Did you know Paul Revere was an amateur dentist and an artist?” Ethan asks suddenly, and I blink over at him. Okay, is he trying to get me to suck his dick again? Because that’s how you get me to suck a dick. I am a total whore for historical facts.

“Always so fucking stubborn. I should teach you a lesson….”

“Would you like me to teach you?” he asks, biting down on my neck roughly. “Yes,” I gasp.

“Yes, well, I am sad that I’m here talking to you,” I say before thinking and not getting my dick sucked by Colin.

“No, no trades. It’s the weed or you go to that dinner alone and you end up married to the Grim Reaper.”

I need the real Colin for this. I want the real Colin for this.

“He is just a man with a dick. A dick of a man.”

God, how did his tongue make me forget? It’s magical, apparently.

I sip my coffee. Somehow he knows exactly how I take my coffee, which should be disconcerting, but I just find it romantic.

And just seeing Daniel cuddled up next to him makes me melt. Let me tell you a secret. The way to a single parent’s heart is by being kind to their children. Be nice to them and we’ll be half in love with you on the very first day.

I’ll get over it. I will. Maybe next year.

My heart aches.

That little boy deserves the world.

I eyeball Ben, and he shrinks back a little more. Makes me feel a little bad, to be honest. He’s a bit like Bambi and I feel like I just killed his mother.

The reasons why I should stay away are slowly starting to fade away. If I’m being honest, I’ve been drawn to Colin since he first smiled at me. And now that I’ve had him, I’m struggling to let him go.

Because no, I don’t want to be friends. I want to move up to his bedroom and fuck him silly and then hold him while we sleep, and when we wake up, I want to make Daniel breakfast again.

For being the best friend I could ask for.

I am not only in lust with my neighbor—because fuck, who wouldn’t be? I mean, look at him—but I think I’m a tiny bit in love with him too. Which is a major issue.

“Yeah, you little shit. Die already,” I hiss, and Dorito glowers up at me as if to say not today, fucker.

“This is friendly. I am giving you a friendly kiss.”

“You’re such a slut for it,” he adds, and I groan loudly.

hope blooming in my chest. Does he actually want me? No one ever wants me. Please want me, Ethan.

I smile at him, and he reaches down and slaps my cock. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.

“I told myself that I’d never fall for someone again…and then you walked into my life…. I am utterly and completely wrecked for you, Colin. Entirely fucking gone for you.”

God, I am not just a little in love with him. No. This is full-blown carnage. My heart will not survive if he changes his mind.

I’m going to stay. I’m going to try. For them. My eyes flutter closed and I let myself drift off, feeling a bit afraid, but also really fucking content.

“I’ll have you know that I have things planned for you, Colin. For being such a naughty boy,” I whisper.

“I would never leave you, Ethan. I would stay forever. If you let me.”

“There’s no getting over you, is there?” I shake my head. “No, Ethan. It seems you’re stuck with me now.”

My heart flutters in my chest. Oh my god. Oh my god.

“No, Ethan. I was thinking about how much I love you.”

“It seems I’m in love with you too. I mean, that must be it. I’m infuriatingly obsessed with you. I want you all the time. I never want to let you go. It’s maddening, really. But yes, it feels like love.”

“I love you. I know I say it too much, but I do. I love you, Ethan.” “I love you too.

I’ll continue to love him until the end of time, showing him each and every day that he’s wanted and needed.

A smile tilts my lips up, and I look around me and realize that I found my person, after years of being alone. He’s absolutely perfect, and everything I’d ever want.