Okay, that got my attention. “Depends how invasive.”
That earned me a brief laugh before he sobered fast.
“Did you know before Luka?”
I leaned back in my chair. The question wasn’t difficult, and I had a feeling I knew what he was actually asking.
“No.”
Noah frowned. “No?”
“As in, no, I never spent years wondering if I liked men. I dated girls. Iwantedto date girls. My life wasn’t missing anything.”
“And then?”
I laughed. “And then Luka happened.”
Noah snorted. “That’s not an explanation.”
I shrugged. “It’s the only one I’ve got.”
He looked unconvinced, not that I could really blame him.
I leaned forward, elbows on my knees. “For a while I thought I just found him interesting.”
Noah blinked. “Interesting. Sure you did.”
“Shut up.”
He grinned into his drink.
“I tried being normal about it.”
“How’d that go?”
“Terribly. He barely acknowledged my existence for weeks.”
That got a real laugh. “Seriously?”
“Seriously. Half the time I wasn’t sure he knew I was in the room. Then I realized he kept turning up in my head whether I wanted him there or not.”
“And that didn’t freak you out?”
I thought about it. “A little.” He raised an eyebrow, and I let out a wry chuckle. “Okay, maybe a lot.”
He dimpled. “Thank you.” The bottle label had been reduced to scraps by now. He stared at them for a few seconds, then sighed. “I don’t know why this conversation is getting under my skin.”
I looked at the pile of shredded paper in his hands. “Sure you don’t.”
Luka
I lovedthe times when we were naked in his bed, both of us long past the use of words, nothing but moans, sighs, whimpers…
I loved these times just as much, when we cuddled fully clothed, scrolling, watching stupid videos, Dean playing with my hair, twisting strands around his fingers, pressing soft kisses there while he stared at his phone.
I meant to enjoy every opportunity.
“How did it go today?”
