Whatever the fuck was going on in Kit’s head, he’d put it off long enough. Awkward or not, it was well past time to confront it.
Matt didn’t bother knocking, but then no one around here ever did, so why start now? He walked right in to find him kicked back on the sofa with his headphones on. “Hey, my dude.”
His eyelids slowly opened, and those sad puppy-dog eyes appeared. “Hey.”
“We need to talk, don’t you think?”
“About what?” And he closed his eyes again.
“C’mon, Kit, we’ve been avoiding each other for weeks,” Matt said, shaking him by the shoulder. “I love you, man.”
Kit shrugged.
“Talk to me.”
“What do you want me to say?” Ripping off the headphones, he pushed himself up to sit. “Because I ain’t feeling it, brother.”
It was written all over his face. Even though Matt hadn’t meant to, he’d hurt Kit deeply. Why had he let this go on for so long?
“You even fucked Bo, but never me.”
“Do you want me to?”
“I’m sorry.” Placing his hands on Kit’s shoulders, Matt framed him with his body. “I know you didn’t mean what you said about us. I shouldn’t have responded the way I did.”
“What makes you think I didn’t?” With a toss of his surfer waves, he glared up at him.
“Because I know you, man, and dudes arenotyour thing.”
“They aren’t yours, either, but you’ve fucked a few,” Kit said. “More than a few.”
“Yeah, and you know why.”So I could let the beast out. “For my own selfish reasons, nothing more.”
Pushing him backward, Kit stood. “So, Bo is nothing to you?”
“Fuck, man.” His chest tightened, pain spearing the back of his throat. “You were there. He asked me for a favor, and we had a good time.”
“Is that why you fucked him twice?”
Shit.
“How do you know about that?”
A faint smirk curved at his mouth. “I overheard you talking to Bo and Ava at Emmy’s party.”
“Kiss me.”
Grabbing Kit by the belt loops of his jeans, he brought him to his chest. Their lips hovering a hairsbreadth apart, he didn’t make a move. Matt inhaled his breath once, twice, thrice. Kit would have to take what he wanted, but he couldn’t.
Knew it.
“If you wanted to fuck, that wouldn’t be so hard.” He took a step back, putting some distance between them. “This really isn’t about Bo, is it?”
Kit shrugged as if thinking of the right words to say. Being that he was a man of few, Matt knew how difficult it was for him.
“It’s always been you and me, ya know?” He sat down, his fingers raking through his hair. “And everything’s different now.”
“Because of Gina?”
