Page 44 of One Touch

My nostrils flared, and I tightened my grip on him. He shifted, and I caught the second he understood what his words were doing to me. Lathan smirked before turning around and leaving me panting after him. I both hated and loved this newfound confidence.

“You know, I didn’t see it earlier, but you’re cute together,” Landon said.

“I don’t believe I asked your opinion,” Lathan countered.

Landon snorted and shook his head. “Miller, are you sure you want to put up with his grumpy ass?”

“It’s part of his charm.”

My college roommate laughed but dropped it. The rest of the afternoon went by in a flash, and for once, I wished we didn’t have a game. Hockey had always been my top priority, but being with friends who accepted and loved me reminded me of what I’d been missing back in Chicago. However, things were different in Austin. Primarily due to the man I was quickly falling for despite my own warnings.

But what if?

No. I couldn’t let myself go down that road.

Telling his brother was different than telling the whole world. He wasn’t ready, and I didn’t know if he ever would be. So, I’d enjoy this little reprieve from the real world and soak in as much of him as I could.

“When’s your flight?” I asked. I wasn’t ready to let him go.

“Soon.” He turned his head. “Are you packed?”

“No. But it won’t take long.”

He nodded in agreement and stood. I instantly missed the warmth of his body pressed against mine.

“No. I don’t want you to leave,” Reese whined. “This has been fun. I miss you both.”

“It has, and we’ll see each other soon,” I promised.

“Ugh, fine.” Reese pouted but hugged me tight. “Are you sure about this?” they whispered.

“Hmm?”

“You’re a relationship guy, Miller. I care about you both and don’t want you to get hurt.”

“I know what I’m doing,” I lied. Reese pulled back and studied my gaze before letting me go.

“I’m here if you ever need to talk.”

“I see the matchmaking streak is still in full swing.”

Reese rolled their eyes and laughed. “Haha. Now go pack. I only have a few hours left with my boyfriends.”

Chuckling, I headed to the room. Lathan was already inside, zipping up his suitcase. His eyes narrowed as I tossed my clothes into mine haphazardly.

He grimaced. “It’s a wonder your clothes aren’t wrinkled all the time.”

“The beauty of wearing hoodies and sweats mostly.”

Lathan’s gaze traveled over me, and heat exploded. If only we had more time. Keeping my hands to myself for the next five hours would be difficult until we were back in the apartment.

“You do wear them well,” he muttered, and butterflies erupted in my belly. I was such a needy slut for his attention, and he had no idea.

“Ready?” I asked as I lifted my suitcase off the bed. “Are we riding to the airport together?”

“Yes,” he said in a tone that brokered no argument.

Smirking, I followed him down the hall where everyone was waiting. After a round of goodbye hugs, we were out the door. A dark SUV idled in the driveway, and a driver in a suit stepped out to take our bags.

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