“Is there an us?” I asked, forcing the words out around the lump in my throat.
“There can be. That’s for us to decide. Do you want to see where this takes us? Or do we call it some hot sex and leave it at that?” Reaching over the console, Noah took my hand. “I’ve never felt anything this intense with anyone before, Dom. I know how crazy it seems considering we’ve been trying to kill each other. I think we’ve been in denial for a long time. We always wanted each other.”
I had to agree with that. Nobody had ever set me off the way Noah did. I’d never been so angry or hateful toward anyone else. Something about him had always triggered me.
“I want to see where it takes us,” I said, my heart racing. “Please don’t make me regret that.”
Noah waited until he pulled into the campus parking lot and turned off the engine before turning to me. “You’re not the only one taking a risk here. I’m putting my heart on the line too.”
He was right. It was so easy to focus only on my own worries without taking his into account. We were both taking a chance. Taking the same risk.
Placing a finger under my chin, Noah brushed his lips over mine. Not caring if anyone saw, I kissed him back, deeply claiming his mouth. Needing to taste him. His minty breath. That slightly citrus scent of him. I needed all of it.
We got out of the car to head into the building, Noah reaching for my hand. There was a split second where I had to make the choice. Keep this secret or say fuck it and go all in. It wasn’t a matter of coming out. Noah had always been out and proud. While I kept my sexual interests to myself, I saw no reason to hide this. I didn’t want to.
Taking his hand, I sighed as our fingers entwined. This felt right.
Feeling his watchful gaze upon me, I glanced up to find Noah grinning. “For the record,” he said. “I’m really glad I didn’t kill you.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. Whatever this was between us, it was without a doubt going to be interesting.
CHAPTER THIRTY
NOAH
Strolling onto campus with Dominik at my side gave me a heady rush. His hand was warm in mine, holding tight like he never wanted to let go. I knew the feeling.
Even though most people didn’t look twice at us, a few took note of our coziness. I wanted the whole world to know that Dom was mine. He got inside me, taking hold. I didn’t know where this might go. I only knew that I had to find out. Nobody brought me alive the way he did. This man lit a fire inside me every time he looked at me. No way in hell was I giving that up without a fight.
Once we got inside, I insisted on walking him to class before parting ways. I wasn’t ready for that yet. As we walked by a group of cheerleaders, a short brunette spotted our joined hands and muttered, “Damn. Too bad.”
I loved the thought of having nabbed the man she wanted all for myself. Eat your heart out, bitch.
When we reached Dom’s classroom, Stray and Codie lingered in the hall outside, engaged in their own little makeout session. Not giving a damn who saw. They pulled apart as we walked up. Stray took in the sight of Dom and me together, a large grin spreading over his face.
“About time you two stopped screwing around and finally made it official,” he said. “I called this a long time ago.”
“Yeah yeah.” Dom gave him a playful shove. “No need to bust my balls about it. You’ve done enough of that.”
“You guys are so cute together,” Codie gushed.
Dom rolled his eyes, ready to get the hell away from these two. “And on that note, I’ll catch up with you later, Noah.”
“I have an hour between classes at twelve thirty. Meet me?” I couldn’t wipe the grin off my face. I kind of liked Stray and Codie’s reaction.
“Sure. I’ll text you when I’m on break.” There was a moment of hesitation when I thought Dom would simply walk away. He surprised me by going in for a kiss. Lingering long enough to slip me a little tongue.
“Is it weird if I found that hot?” Stray chuckled, grunting when Dom punched him in the shoulder.
The two of them headed into the class they shared while Codie and I went our separate ways to our own classes. My mood was light. I felt incredible today. Even after Damon had expressed his doubts to me this morning. He didn’t have to share my feelings toward Dom and me. I already knew he was the one.
Taking a computer science course required a lot of attention and focus. As I tried to work, I found my mind drifting back to Dom. To the night we’d shared. I couldn’t wait for more. Something told me that Project X wasn’t going to make it easy for us to have our blissful happiness. Not without more violence and bloodshed first.
When I got out of class, Damon was waiting in the hall for me. He leaned against the wall, watching a group of girls walk by. He glanced up at my approach.
“Hey, man. I just wanted to apologize for this morning. I should’ve been more supportive.” He fell into step with me as we walked down the hall.
“I get it. If the roles were reversed, I’d probably feel the same way. I think this is a good thing though, Dom and me. Maybe now there can be peace between us and the Kings.” I didn’t want Damon to feel excluded. Like I was making arrangements with the Kings without him.
