“I thought you were joking.”
“Hey!”
He slinks his arms around my neck. “You are a very good joker.”
I frown.
“Not in the Batman sense,” he adds hastily. “Just in a good with humor type sense.”
“Oh. I guess that’s not bad.”
“No, it’s not. You should have told me, Axel. I-I don’t know what to think. That was… huge.”
“You matter to me, Enz. I didn’t want to risk annoying you or making you feel obligated or awkward. You were the best player. And as someone who really, really loved hockey back then, it’s not that strange that I wanted to start a foundation. Maybe I started it because of you, but I help a new hockey player each year.”
“Well.” He sighs. “That’s very sweet. You don’t have to hide from me.”
“I’ll teach Luca early how to invest and start businesses. I’ll give him lots of great options for life.”
“I know you will. You’re a good man. I can’t believe you paid for my education.”
“You were the best, most deserving player,” I say. “The foundation did exactly what it was intended to do. It helped a promising hockey player.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I didn’t want to make things awkward. I-I just wanted you to have your dreams.”
“And why didn’t you tell me after college?”
I shrug. “It’s not important. Maybe in another life some other philanthropy would have given you the funds. You deserved it, Enzo.”
“But this is this life, and you were the person who gave it to me.”
“I missed you even in college when you weren’t around. I think I loved you even back then. I just didn’t have the words for it. I’ve loved you my whole adult life, Enzo.”
“I’m sorry I?—”
I shake my head. “It’s okay. I’m happy we’re together now. I’m so fucking happy now.”
“So am I.”
And then there’s quite a bit of kissing.
Enzo launches himself into my arms, which is awesome because I love holding him in my arms. I squeeze his ass, because it’s perfect, and his cock stiffens against my belly because it’s perfect too. Well, all of Enzo is.
My blood cells do a happy dance, because sex with Enzo is the best.
I’m halfway to the filing cabinet when I realize we need lube.
“One second.” I sprint to the bedroom and back. Enzo’s still leaning against FC, flushed and waiting, and the sight nearly kills me.
“Noted,” I pant. “Keeping lube in the office from now on.”
“Less talking.” He pulls me in.
I double-check the lock, slick my fingers, and get to work.
Then I’m sinking into him. I hold onto his waist and do the thrusting things that he likes, running my fingers over his hard nipples. Enzo gasps, fingers scrabbling against the metal drawers, and the sound goes straight to my cock.
