"I've just been in one."
"Stryker." Jack said in a warning tone.
"I'll call Johnathan." I added, lowering my voice "disobeying doc's orders."
Stryker scowled but snatched the ointment off me and pushed past us to our room. I watched him go, then sighed and shifted my attention to Jack, who was glaring.
"You shouldn't have let him leave."
"Alright. But I did. So." I shrugged dismissively, rolling my eyes and shouldering past the boy to the living room where Matthew and Nico were examining a map.
He was really starting to get on my nerves.
The two's eyes shot towards me as one and Matthew offered a questioning look.
"He's back. Bedrest." I slumped down beside him "not happy about it."
"He never is." Nico sighed "and he never sticks to it, either."
Great.
Matthew shifted towards me, lowering his head so his lips grazed my ear "feeling better?"
I shuddered "hm."
"You know." He murmured "if you're up to it, Jack's out tonight. The room's free."
I met his gaze- it was neutral, gave away nothing.
"Maybe." I muttered back, a little thrill shooting through my body.
Matthew's mouth twitched upwards in the beginnings of a smile as if he’d already detected what my ‘maybe’ really meant.
CHAPTER 13
Matthew
I crashed into Theo before our ‘appointment’,just outside the bathroom.
He froze up when he saw me, swallowing hard, eyes widening.
It made me grin.It made my desire for him even stronger.
“Hey.”
“Hey.”
There was a pause. Theo licked his lips, eyes darting around. I, too, searched my surroundings. There was no one. Instinctively, driven by longing, I reached out and pulled him by the shirt into the empty bathroom, slamming the door shut behind us.
The second it was closed and latched, Theo walked me backwards until I was pinned against the first available wall.
“ - oof,” I grunted, my lips curling into a grin.
“Do you,” Theo growled, one hand sliding into my waves, one hand slipping up the hem of my shirt, “have any fucking idea - “
My hands gripped his waist, pulling our groins flush together, Theo cutting himself off mid-question with a groan.
“I mean, yeah, I think I do,” I sassed, keeping my hold tight and arching my back off the wall to grind against him. I could feel Theo’s fingers slot between individual ribs, the grip in my locks tighten, and finally, fuckingfinally, our lips connected. It was softer than I would have expected given the lustful expression on Theo’s face, but perfect because he always managed to make it so and because I’d been waitingalldayfor this, since this morning when I’d heard his name.
