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I shifted closer to him. “Yeah. You’ll probably find it easier the other way around because you’ve done that before.”

“Baby, no. That was nothing like this, and I don’t even wanna think about anything else other than you and me. I’m gonna make it as good as I can for you, but of the two of us, you’re the one who has experience with sticking your dick in someone’s ass. You’ll have to give me tips.”

“Sticking my dick in someone’s ass.” Smiling, I turned to kiss his cheek. “That’s such a romantic way of putting it.”

“Oh, sorry. How about…inserting your sword into its sheath?”

“No.” There was only one way to stop him talking, and that was to kiss his grinning mouth, so I attempted that, except I ended up kissing his teeth, which was kind of weird. Either way, it worked to stop him talking, and then he kissed me properly, a slow, deep kiss that made my toes curl.

“I wanted you to come from the sex,” I said a little while later, when we were lying in each other’s arms, trading lazy kisses every now and then.

“The way it happened was perfect.” He drew back to meet my eyes, his gaze serious. “I don’t want you to get in your head and think about how things could have been different. There was nothing I would have changed, and I got the bonus of the world’s hottest blow job.”

“It was really okay?”

His hand cupped my cheek, his thumb brushing over my bottom lip. “No, it was fucking exceptional. You’re the best boyfriend ever.”

My lips curved upwards. “You are. I love you so much.”

He returned my smile, his gaze going so soft it gave me butterflies. “There’s that smile I love. Love you so much, too, Leo.”

I swallowed around the lump in my throat. “I’m so glad you started gaming with me.”

“Me, too. Team Hammerking forever.”

“Best team ever.”

I fell asleep with the smile still on my face.

28

The stands were busier than I’d ever seen them. This was my first time at a home match, although I’d been to plenty of Finn’s practices and away games, and as Finn had explained, the team was getting close to the end of the season. The players in their final year of uni would be gone once the semester was over, and that meant that the chances of watching this particular lineup play together were getting smaller with every match played.

“Wow. This is bigger than I thought it would be.” Ed stared around us, echoing my thoughts exactly.

“It’s not always like this,” I told him, explaining what Finn had told me about the end of the season and the players leaving. He shook his head as we took our seats, kicking his legs up to rest on the low barrier that separated the front row from the pitch.

“I used to watch Finn at school sometimes. He’s four years older than me, but when I was in year seven and just starting at our senior school, he was in year eleven, and it was so cool having this older brother who was amazing at football and who everyone liked. I used to sneak into his matches and watch from a distance so he didn’t have his annoying little brother distracting him.”

I glanced over at Ed. “No, that’s not true. He loves you being there for him.”

“Maybe now. Not then.”

I couldn’t respond to that with any accuracy because I hadn’t known either of them back then, but what I did know was that Finn loved his brother and parents, and they loved him in return. They had such a close bond, and I still couldn’t get my head around the fact that they included me as part of their family. My relationship with my dad wasn’t ever going to be like the one Finn had with his mum and dad, and I’d made my peace with that a long time ago. Yet, somehow, I’d ended up with another family of my own—not replacing what I had, but adding to it, giving me two extra parents who genuinely cared about me and a surrogate younger brother who seemed to be able to gauge my moods and knew when to tease and when to back off. It was so much more than I could have ever dreamed of. With Finn, I hadn’t only gained a boyfriend. I’d gained a family.

“All kids are annoying in their own way,” I told Ed, doing my best to reassure him. “Finn was excited that you were coming to watch him today.”

Ed shot me a quick grin before returning his attention to the pitch, which was currently empty. “I hope so.”

“It’s true. He told me to watch out, though.”

“For what?”

“You, flirting with girls.”

Ed laughed. “Yeah, fair enough. If they’re hot, though, I’m gonna try my luck.”

“Um…okay.”

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