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“Yeah, I don’t think so,” Levi said, feeling more sure than ever that he couldn’t.
“Levi,” Logan said softly.
“It’s a bad idea,” Levi said firmly.
“Alright,” Logan agreed. “But think about it, okay? Things always change.”
“Thingsmightchange.”
“Who are you and what have you done with my optimistic brother?” Logan teased, but the words hit home.
He didn’t want Logan to think he was sitting here crying about it. Aidan was inhisbed—or he was in Aidan’s—and he couldn’t see that changing anytime soon. Maybe Aidan would never feel the same way about him, but as long as he had that, did heneedmore?
Levi didn’t think so.
“Actually, it’s good, I’m actually totally fine with how things are,” Levi said firmly. “He’s in my bed—or I’m in his. He’s not leaving for anyone else’s. So it’s cool.”
“How does Aidan feel about this guy being in your bed?”
Levi choked on air. Hoped that Logan didn’t hear it. “Uh, well. He’s um . . .he’s cool with it.” Cooler with it than Logan even realized.
“I was sort of surprised you didn’t find a new place right away,” Logan said, like he had no idea the shit he was currently wading into. And Levi really, really hoped he never figured it out.
“Uh, well, I’m pretty happy here. Settled, now. Aidan’s pretty decent to live with.”
“Sure.” Logan did not sound convinced. “I’m trying to figure out how you used to bitch about him, and now you’re likeAidan’s cool!”
Ever since I started thinking about getting him naked.
Levi wanted to defend the shift—wanted to defend Aidan, if he was being honest—but he couldn’t go too hard. Not without raising Logan’s suspicions. “Dude, he’s really kind of great.”
“You said that before,” Logan said. “Last time we talked.”
“Well, it’s true.”Don’t sound defensive, don’t sound defensive.
“Huh. Well. I suppose that makes sense, since you didn’t move out the moment you could.”
Levi hadn’t even thought about moving out. Especially not now, not since he’d started sleeping next to Aidan every night. Waking up in the morning to his bed head, to the sleepy heat in his blue eyes. He enjoyed it so much he couldn’t imagine leaving it for a bland, empty apartment.
“Yeah, well, if it works, it works.” And itworked.
“Guess so.” Logan still sounded incredulous but at least he wasn’t pushing it. Or suspicious.
“You gonna play in the next game?” Levi asked, changing the subject.
Logan made a frustrated noise. “No idea, but probably not. Coach is pissing me off.”
“Are you even allowed to say that?” Levi joked.
“Hell yes,” Logan grumbled. “He’s sitting a bunch of us. Resting up, I guess. Pax is really pissed, too. Wade and Tris, too. Sebastian’s been whining at Beau about it all week.”
Pax was the Piranhas’ starting quarterback, and Wade and Tristan played tight end and wide receiver for them, respectively.
“Wait, isn’t SebastiandatingBeau?” Levi asked. Sebastian was the Piranhas’ Pro Bowl safety, and Beau was the assistant coach—andson—of the Piranhas’ head coach, Asa Dawson.
“Yeah, youknowthat, Levi. That’s why he’s trying to use his influence.”
“I take it it’s not working.”
