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A pretty blush spreads across his cheekbones and, damn, I want to lean in and press kisses to that heated skin. To trace that pink trail and follow his blush down his neck, till I work my way lower. I’ve never felt this way before. Not with any of my previous relationships, and definitely not with any boy I’ve met at the club.

His pretty gray eyes darken and drop to my lips. This time, he steps closer to me.

“Adrian.” My voice is low and husky. “What are you doing?”

“Theo…” he breathes, voice just as wrecked.

And then he kisses me. His arms wrap around my shoulders, and his soft, plush lips press against mine. His lips part on a tiny gasp, and I’m not sure if it’s because he’s shocked, or because I’m not pulling away, or if it’s because he feels what I feel.

This kiss is raw and passionate, my tongue slipping inside his mouth and deepening the kiss. Tasting him for the first time feels electric. A bolt of lust shoots down to my cock when I pull him tighter against me and he whimpers.

He untangles his arms from around my shoulders and trails his fingers in my open leather jacket. I groan and suck on his tongue, my fingers grasping his head and tugging at his hair. When we finally pull apart, I’m as hard as steel, and I can feel his own erection pressing against my hip.

Holy hell, Adrian DeLuca can kiss.

“What was that for?” I ask, unable to fight the goofy grin that’s on my lips.

“I figured that whether we fake date or not, I wanted at least one kiss. Something that’s just for me. No audience. Just mine.”

My smile widens. God, this boy. “A stolen kiss.”

He grins back. “A stolen kiss just between us.”

“Just between us,” I agree.

Chapter 11

Confessions and Coffee.

Theo

Afew mornings later, I wake up early, feeling happy and refreshed. Ending my evenings by texting with Adrian has done wonders for my soul. Even though we haven’t been able to see each other since that night at the bar, I love how we always find the time to text.

Theo: Good morning.

Theo: Do you still want to meet up before Higgens’ class? I’m headed to the café now.

Adrian: Morning!! I’m on my way! See you soon.

The fresh scent of coffee and pastries greets me as soon as I walk through the door. With the café quiet, I explore their shelves of merchandise. Brynn U’s little dragon mascot is on several things like mugs, shot glasses, and pens. And on the top shelf, there are random coffee gadgets that I have no idea how to use.

When I spot a shelf of stuffed animals, my mind wanders over to the conversation I had with Felix. He never confirmed if Adrian is a boy or little, or if he is a submissive at all, but by the encouragement I got from his brother, I’m going to assume he is. Would he like it if I bought him a cute little stuffie? Or maybe even a good luck figurine of the Brynn U dragon?

The bell over the door chimes as Adrian walks in. He’s wearing a hoodie with the dragon mascot on it, and I’m immediately reminded of the thoughts that were just floating around in my head. His eyes drop to the figurine in my hand when he makes it to my side. Placing it back on the shelf, I casually go in for a hug, as if that’s what I do when I see all my friends. Newsflash: it isn’t. I’m not necessarily a touch-feely type of guy, but Adrian brings it out of me.

Pulling him tight against me, I’m surrounded by his citrus scent as he melts into my embrace. I don’t miss the way he lingers, and I don’t mind. I’d linger in this moment for as long as he wants. When he finally pulls away, I get a good look at his face and see the dark circles under his eyes.

I purse my lips. “Did you get any sleep last night?”

He shakes his head. “My roomies got a little wild, and it was way too loud. I had to go to the library to study. I’m so freaking lucky that part of the library is open 24/7. I don’t think I’d get any sleep otherwise.”

Startled, I jerk back. “You slept at the library?”

“Not on purpose. Delfy House started partying early. So, Rizzo and I went to the library to study for a bit. I accidentally fell asleep while reading my econ textbook.” Adrian places a hand over his mouth to hide a yawn. “I usually catch up on some sleep at this time and head over to practice after, but…”

I arch a brow. “But what?”

Adrian blushes, a deep red high on his cheeks. “I didn’t want to… miss this class.”

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