Page 13 of Glory Troll

“Yes, of course.” His eyes hung on mine for a minute before he wrenched his gaze away.

“And can I use it?”

“Yeah.” Ollie huffed under his breath, palming the steering wheel with no sign that he planned to leave soon.

“What?” I asked him when he threw me a pained glance.

“I was trying not to be any more inappropriate than I already was today.”

“Inappropriate? Ouch.” I tried to make it sound like a joke but probably failed, because the next thing I knew was Ollie’s hand on my thigh.Way too high up.

“Bo, I didn’t mean that anything we did was wrong, yeah? You are a guest and I… Bloody hell, Bo, we kissed. I told you I would love it if you ate my ass.” He cringed at his own words. “And I was so close to telling you that you could usemeif you wanted.”

He blushed furiously, and I needed to make use of the fact that it was just him and me one last time. Shifting in the seat, I leaned across the middle console to cup his chin.

“I want all of you, Ollie. Everything you are willing to give me, I gladly accept. I know I am a guest, but…” I ran my nose over his. “It feels like I have known you for years, not just days. You feel familiar, like—”

“Like?” he asked, inhaling a shuddering breath.

“Like home.”

Ollie stared at me for a long moment, frozen in time and space, then his lips slanted over mine in a deep kiss. He slid his hands into my hair, fingertips pressing against my scalp, and devoured my mouth. When he backed away, his cheeks were that beautiful shade of red once more. “I’ll let you do whatever you want to me, Bo.”

Nine

Ollie

The first text arrived not even three hours after I had last seen him.

Bo: *slides into your inbox*

Bo: you gave me permission, I hope you meant it

Bo: or I am making a fool of myself right now

Ollie: I meant it!

Bo: I already miss you

Ollie: yes, me too

Bo: Kissing you today was amazing

Ollie: It was…

Bo: I feel stupid for wanting to tell you I can’t stop thinking about you

Bo: no, not stupid. That’s the wrong word

Bo: clingy? Is that a word?

Ollie: it is, but you are not clingy

Ollie: nor stupid

Ollie: I can’t stop thinking about you either

Bloody hell, I was glad nobody saw me give my phone a dopey grin.

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