Page 25 of Touchdown

“No, don’t roll your eyes, you truly do look great. Red is definitely your color.”

“I didn’t know what to wear,” I mumble.

“Well, you chose well.” Luke hands me a bunch of flowers that I hadn’t even noticed, I’d been so busy ogling at him.

“Thanks. Do you want to come in? I’ll just put these in a vase.”

Luke follows me inside and waits while I fill a vase with water.

I turn to him, only to find him standing closer than I expected. “Can I kiss you?” Luke asks, a little breathlessly.

“I thought that was supposed to wait until after the date?”

“One for luck before we go?”

“One for luck,” I agree, moving to close the distance between us. Our lips meet in a kiss that starts off sweet but heats up as our bodies start to wake up and remember each other.

After a few moments, we pull apart, and now we’re definitely both breathless. I’m glad I’m not driving, because driving with my growing boner would be tricky. I glance down at Luke’s pants and grin.

“Good luck driving in that.”

“I’ll be fine.”

“Oh, really? That sounds like a challenge to me.”

I lean close to him and press my hand against his groin, rubbing gently but firmly. Luke groans and clutches at my shoulders, thrusting his hips forward into my touch.

I wait for Luke’s cock to become rock hard and straining through his pants before pulling away.

“You’re trying to kill me.”

“Nah, I just want to torture you a little. Shall we go, then?”

“Ugh, you’re the worst.”

“You love it.”

“I do,” Luke admits. “Let’s go.”

We go to Luke’s favorite local diner and sit down opposite each other. Luke smiles and takes my hands over the table. “How have you been, Cody? Really?”

“Nervous,” I admit. “I mean, we haven’t even finished our official first date yet and I…”

“And you?”

“I care about you,” I admit softly. “A lot. That scares me.”

“I care about you a lot too. That’s a good starting point, don’t you think?”

“I guess so. It’s just…”

“I’m not Zack,” Luke reminds me. “I know it’s hard but try not to overlay your old experiences onto this relationship. We’re creating something entirely new here. History is not going to repeat itself. We’re going to be great, Cody. I can feel it.”

“I wish I had your certainty.”

“Yours will come. For now, I can be certain enough for the both of us. That’s what couples do—they carry each other when one isn’t certain of the way.”

“You’re going to get tired of carrying me. I’ve got way too much baggage. It’s not fair to make you carry it too.”

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