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“I’m confused, too,” he admitted. “I’m fucking terrified of how I feel about you. About what it means for my future if I give in to this.”

“You’re not a priest yet,” I reminded him.

“Yeah, I know. You’re not even the first person to throw that in my face in the last twenty-four hours, so please spare me the literalness of the situation.” He blew out a sigh. “Can’t we just be glad we’ve finally made it to friends?”

“You think that’s going to be enough?” I asked. “Is it enough for you?”

“It has to be,” he whispered.

“No, Andy, it doesn’t.” I shifted closer to him but left plenty of distance between us in case he really wanted to run. “I’m not asking you to abandon your dreams of priesthood. I’m just saying…if you’re confused about this, about us, wouldn’t you rather know for sure than wonder forever?”

“We’re going to get you back on Dr. Seuss,” he said coldly, scowling at me.

I laughed as I inched even closer.

“Don’t,” he warned me, though he made no attempt to move.

“Or what?” I raked my gaze over him, letting it travel over his lips, his throat, his chest. Jesus Christ I wanted him. “Are you going to run?”

“I’m not afraid of you,” he said. “I was never afraid of you.”

“No,” I agreed as I slid further over, my leg touching his. “No, you weren’t. Because you liked it too much. Liked what I did to you. Needed it.” I reached out and grabbed his throat, squeezing it the way the internet had taught me to. “Still need it.”

His eyes slid closed as he ran his tongue over his lower lip, his chest hitching as his breathing became shallow. And when my gaze drifted to his crotch, I couldn’t stop myself from smiling at the bulge that was evident against his fly.

“Oh, Princess,” I whispered. “If you don’t want this, you have to tell me right fucking now.”

My own cock was hard and leaking against my jeans and if he wanted to stop, I would, but I really, really hoped he wouldn’t.

He opened his eyes and looked at me but didn’t say a word.

I released his throat and moved forward, stopping my mouth just a breath away from kissing him. “Do you want me to bully you into it?” I whispered against his lips.

He didn’t move, didn’t speak, and I was too close to him to see his eyes from this angle.

“You have to tell me, Andy,” I insisted.

“Yes.” The word was barely a whisper and I felt the motion of it more than I actually heard it, but it was the consent I needed.

I slid my hand behind his neck and gripped it firmly as I slammed my mouth over his, forcing his lips apart with my tongue as I tackled him against the wall, his head thudding loudly at the impact.

Kissing him was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. Girls are all soft and supple, curvy and reserved. But Andy…

Andy was hard, everywhere. Sharp bones and firm muscles with thick lips and rough stubble scratching against my face as we moved.

It was incredible and I had no idea what I’d been missing all those years and in that moment, I actually felt regret for not realizing sooner what Andy and I could have been together.

If I hadn’t been such a stupid fuck in high school, our lives could be completely different now. He might have changed his mind about becoming a priest. I might have understood what was missing in my own life, something I was just now discovering with him.

But I knew I couldn’t change the past. In fact, it was that past that had brought us here now. And so regrets were pointless. Because being here now was everything.

And there was still so much more to experience with him.

I broke the kiss first, climbing off the bed and pulling him to his feet with me before pressing my hands down on his shoulders, forcing him to his knees in front of me.

Without a word he reached out and unbuttoned my jeans, sliding the zipper down and pushing them, along with my boxers, down my hips, his gaze never leaving mine.

I wanted to tell him how hot he looked on his knees for me, how much I wanted to feel his mouth on me, how hard he made me…though he could see the evidence of that for himself. But before I could say anything, he shot forward and pulled my tip between his lips, turning my thoughts to static as pleasure lit every single nerve ending in my body.