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I’ve been inside him before, but I’ve neverfuckedhim before, not like this. He’s loving it just as much as I am, moaning into my mouth as his hand travels down my back to my ass, his grip tight.

When I hear voices and footsteps outside the door, I cover Easton’s mouth with my hand, but I don’t stop fucking him. Thatmakes him moan even louder, his hips jerking against me as his ass clenches around my dick. He’s coming hands-free, and it’s without a doubt the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

“Oh fuck,” I gasp, kissing him to muffle my groan as I start to come too.

My dick pulses inside him as I fill him up. His abs are sticky with his release as I move against him, fucking us through it until our orgasms subside.

Neither of us move or speak for a long time.

Easton’s knuckles brush my sides, and I shiver, lifting my head to look at him. He smiles, and my chest expands when it touches his eyes.

He’s onto me. He knows I did all that to distract him, to take him out of his head for a little while, but he doesn’t call me out on it.

“You love me,” he says.

“Yes. More than anything.”

Reaching for the remotes for the plugs, he finds mine and turns it off before undoing the belt buckle around my neck.

“Thanks for coming to my game. I loved having you there.”

“You sure?” I ask, brushing the hair off his forehead.

He nods.

Taking a breath, I ask him the same question I asked him not that long ago. “Are you happy?”

“Yeah,” he says, wrapping his arms around my neck. “I’m happy.”

This time, I almost believe him.

CHAPTER 38

EASTON

Axel wasn’t going to come to Sunday dinner today. When I asked why, he said it was because Adam didn’t want him there. I told him to stop feeling sorry for himself and get in the car. He flipped me off, but he wasn’t that reluctant to follow me out of the house.

Whether Adam likes it or not, he loves his older brother, and Axel and I know that. It’s going to take time, but Axel’s not going to earn his forgiveness by hiding and avoiding him.

Axel got in my car where Adam was waiting, and Adam didn’t react. He was too busy staring into space, his brows low. He didn’t speak the entire time I drove us to our parents’ house.

Even now, as he sits next to me at the dinner table, he’s barely saying a word, only speaking when spoken to.

My dad got called into work for an emergency this morning, so it’s just the four of us. Veronica and Axel are sitting opposite us, and I know they can sense that something’s off with Adam as well. Veronica wants to ask, but she won’t in front of me and Axel. She’ll wait until she can talk to Adam privately. Axel’s assuming it’s because of him, but I know better. It’s something else. I just can’t figure out what exactly.

After we finish eating, Axel begins clearing the plates. Just as I’m about to get up and pull Adam away for a minute, he says, “Mum,” interrupting whatever she’s saying to Axel.

She turns to Adam. “Yes?”

He told me once that all it would take is five words. Five words, and our lives as we know it would fall apart. He also told me he’d never be able to say them.

But he says them now.

“I’m in love with Easton.”

The fork Axel’s holding clatters to a plate, making Veronica startle. She bounces her eyes between me and Adam. Adam doesn’t flinch, looking her dead in the eye. I sit here like a dumbass with my mouth hanging open.

“I love him, and I want to be with him,” Adam says. “I mean, Iamwith him. We’re together. But I wanted you to know about it so that we can be together in public. I don’t want to hide anymore. I want us to be happy. I wantEastonto be happy.”