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That I’d caused.

We stared at each other, his dark eyes black in the night, locked on mine.

His hurt right there in his face, unmasked, walls down, just him being honest and letting me know I’d fucking hurt him.

And that tore me up inside, in the same way it would have if it had been Nyah standing there in front of me.

I took a step closer.

And then another.

Dragged in by a force I didn’t quite understand, but one that came from a feeling deep inside me, one that whispered I cared about Luca in a way that was more than I’d thought.

He took a step back. “What the fuck was that?”

“What?” I asked softly.

He pointed at my face. “All of whatever that was.”

It would have been so easy to lie. To do exactly what he’d said everybody did.

But I couldn’t. “That was me considering it.”

His eyes widened. “Considering what? Sucking my dick?” He took another step back, avoiding the broken railing in favor of one that wasn’t loose. “I was fucking joking, Dax. You’re as straight as they come.”

“Then why am I standing here, thinking about getting on my knees for you?”

He blew out a long breath of air and tilted his head up to the night sky. “Stop. I don’t need you to suck my dick to forgive you. I’m an asshole, but I’m not that much of an asshole. Just leave me alone. I’ll be over it in a few days and we’ll go back to normal.”

But I was suddenly sure that wasn’t what I wanted. The accusations about my mom had come out of nowhere, thoughts I hadn’t been actively aware of.

But now that I was, I also realized there was more bubbling away beneath the surface.

There was an attraction to Luca that scared me, that changed things, so I’d hidden it deep where I didn’t have to consider what it meant. Not just for him and me, but for Lynx and Nyah too.

“I don’t want to go back to normal,” I whispered.

His ass hit the edge of the railing, and I stepped in, so we were eye to eye, nowhere for him to go but to face me and tell me he didn’t want this.

He groaned, his gaze flickering all over my face. “What the fuck are you doing?”

I reached for the buckle on his belt. “I don’t know.”

I pulled his belt from the loops on his pants and dropped it at our feet. Undid the button and lowered the zipper on his fly.

There was a bulge behind his black underwear. He leaned back, both hands on the railing. “What now, Dax? You got me hard. Good for you. You ready to walk away yet?”

“No,” I said honestly.

Luca rolled his eyes and shoved me away. “Don’t be a dickhead. You aren’t going to suck my cock. You think I haven’t been here a dozen times with guys who think they want it, only to realize no, they actually are fucking straight? That’s you all over.”

He tried to move away again.

I caught his arm, hauling him back. “Then you don’t fucking know me at all.”

I pressed my lips against his.

He froze.