Page 33 of The Substitute
“I…I didn’t think that. It’s just—” He cuts himself off.
I give him time to speak, but when he doesn’t, I ask, “It’s just what?”
“It’s too raw.” He plays with his hoodie, and I notice for the first time that it’s way too big on him.
It’s mine. My heart melts and I instantly want to scoop him up in a hug but I stop myself, not wanting to scare him off. He’s like a little baby deer I need to prove I’m not a predator to.
“You’re wearing my hoodie…” I swallow hard.
“Yes.”
“Why?” I ask softly unable to fight my smile.
“It smells good. It’s almost like a hug.” He shrugs like it’s nothing but getting even more red. “It’s stupid.”
I step into his space. “Didn’t you come on it?”
His gaze flashes to mine, and his Adam’s apple bobs. “Ummm. Maybe.”
“Not maybe. You did. You showed me.” I am so fucking turned on.
He nods being a little coy and it makes him hotter.
“So let me get this right. You’ve been sleeping in a hoodie that smells like me with your cum on it since I gave it to you?” If I don’t combust it will be a miracle.
“It’s only been a couple of days.”
I’m full on smiling and not even trying to hide it. “Now you’re making me hard.”
He squirms. “Really?”
I grip my dick through my gray sweats. “And it’s your fault.”
“That’s not my fault,” he says playfully.
“I think it is.” I bite back a groan and give myself a squeeze before dropping my hand.
He licks his lips, watching my hand. “What does that mean?”
“What does what mean?”
“Why are you pointing it out?” Tobi clarifies.
“So you know what you do to me. Because I don’t think you do.”
“I didn’t know. And that’s why you’re jealous?”
“Yes,” I admit, hating that Savage still has that ability. “What did you do with him?”
He hesitates.
“I’m not going to get mad. You’re allowed to date whoever you want, even if I’m jealous.
“We cuddled,” he whispers.
“That’s it?” I ask, knowing Tobi is free to do anything he wants, but still so fucking jealous.
“Yes.”
