Bailey nodded, closing his eyes as water poured over a swath of smooth, supple skin. I could caress him for hours, just pet him and absorb the softness of him, and let it heal old wounds. There had to be some magical properties running through his veins, because everything was better when he was in my arms.
“So, uh, given what Holden said about no more secrets…”
Bailey turned to face me. “Yeah?”
“Should I tell your brothers about my stepdad? How I…killed him.”
It was still so hard to say it out loud. Even though Bailey already knew.
“Do you want to tell them?”
“Eventually,” I said. “But last night was just a lot. I didn’t want to overcomplicate all that.”
“Yeah.” Bailey smiled wryly. “Holden’s head might have exploded.”
“And today’s your birthday. I really don’t want to ruin that with a bunch of drama.”
“You could never ruin it,” Bailey said. “But yeah, maybe not the best time. Look, you don’towethem your truth. Holden was askingmenot to keep secrets from him, and I won’t. But this isn’t about me. You should tell them when you’re ready. When the time is right for you, okay? My brothers will understand.”
My stomach tightened with unease. I wasn’t so sure they’d take it as well as Bailey had. He’d already given me his heart when he found out, so he was a biased audience.
I must have looked skeptical because he laughed and kissed me.
“Flynn, you’re not your past, okay? And whatever happens, I love you, and that won’t change.”
I rested my forehead on his shoulder. “I love you too. So much. I’m afraid to lose this.”
“You won’t,” he assured me. “And speaking of my birthday, you’re still coming to Ball Breakers tonight, right? Dinner with my scary brothers?”
I chuckled. “You know I wouldn’t miss it.”
“Good. I’ll have a surprise for you after,” he said.
“But it’s your birthday,” I protested. “Shouldn’t I be the one with the surprise for you?”
He smiled enigmatically. “You can give me anything you want, but please know that you’re already everything I want.”
I kissed him for a long time then, heart near bursting, and went to my knees to show my full appreciation for the beautiful soul who’d chosen to love me.
Bailey’s head thumped against the back of the shower. I was nowhere near ready to go again, but he was twenty, and he had the recovery time to match. His cock thickened on my tongue, growing hard as steel as I laved it with my tongue, then sucked him deep.
“Fuck,” he whispered. “That’s so good. I want to fuck you again. Can we do that?”
I swallowed around the cock in my mouth, remembered the way it felt spreading me, filling me, punching deep and hard. Hell yeah.
I drew back and swiped the water from my face. “Anything you want, birthday boy.”
“It’s not only because it’s my birthday, right?”
I smiled. “No, baby. I’d let you inside me any day of the year.”
He laughed a little. “Well, hopefully, you can get inside me at some point too.”
“If that’s what you want.”
His eyes flared with heat. “Oh, yeah. I do. I want to feel you deep in me. Want you to pin me down and just fuckingtakeeverything, you know?”
I groaned, my cock plumping at his words. Maybe I could go again. “Don’t tease me, babe. I want that too.”
