Dominic smirked as he took me in hand. “I don’t do anything I don’t want to do, Shadow. And I definitely don’t let anyone tell me what to do. Now, hurry up and kiss me again.”
My lips were curved in a smile when they met his. If you’d asked me a few weeks ago if I’d soon be stood in a field being given a handjob by my boyfriend, I would’ve laughed in your face.
If you’d told me that boyfriend would be Dominic fucking Walker, I would’ve suggested a CT scan.
Which was crazy, really. Because now that that very thing was happening? Nothing felt saner. More right. This was where I was meant to be. Who I was meant to be with.
I didn’t know how, but somehow I understood that this was the first night of the rest of my life. A life I was going to spend in love with Dominic. With him at my side.
I couldn’t wait to start living it.
I might have been divinginto this relationship head first, but I wasn’t completely blind to reality. There were many tests ahead of us. It wasn’t like we could be a real couple, not with how we were hiding our relationship.
But it was what we both wanted. It was better to face those hurdles than the ones that would be presented when others learned the truth.
And by others, I meant Max.
The first test happened the very next morning. Dominic had come home with me, staying in my bed until the sun was creeping over the horizon. As he hadn’t planned on staying at mine, he’d had to go home to change and grab his college bag.
I didn’t mind. How could I, when he’d woken me with slow, lazy kisses? The kind that suggested we had all the time in the world? When he’d wrapped those fingers I was so fucking obsessed with around my cock and gotten me off while the house was still silent around us?
Ninety minutes later I was walking to the bus stop, still replaying the wink he’d shot me as he dipped out of my window.
Dominic had winked at me.
He’d spent the entire night in my bed.
Dominic was my boyfriend.
I couldn’t believe it. Any of it.
“What are you so happy about?”
I jumped at Max’s question. “What?”
Max scowled, his brows drawing together suspiciously. “Seriously, what’s with you? You normally drag your feet to the bus stop, and today I can barely keep up with you.”
I shrugged. “Just a nice summer’s day. What’s not to be happy about?”
“Can tell you didn’t drink too much last night,” Max muttered, pulling out a pair of aviators and shoving them on. “My head is fucking killing me. If I make it all the way to lunch, I’m calling it a miracle.”
“I just had the one beer,” I said, surprised he was willingly engaging me in conversation. Maybe Dominic was right. Maybe there was hope for the two of us. “Did you have a good night?”
“Better than yours.” He sneered. “Given how early you ditched. Did you have to drag Dominic with you?”
Or maybe not.
“I didn’t drag Dominic anywhere.” I hitched my bag higher, my good mood fading fast. “Besides, you wanted us to sort shit out.”
“Because he was being a dick, not because I wanted you two to ditch me.”
I laughed sourly. Did he even hear himself right now? “So it’s okay for you to do it to me, but not the other way around?”
Max’s head whipped around. With the sunglasses on, I couldn’t see his eyes. Didn’t matter though. I knew him well enough that I didn’t need to see the filthy glare he was levelling at me to know it was there. “Well…yeah. He’s my best mate. You’re just…”
Just the guy he fills his time with when I’m not around.That was what he wanted to say. We both knew it.
But Max didn’t know the truth. He didn’t know that we were so much more to each other now. And like fuck was I going to tell him. Max had a nasty habit of ruining things for me.
