Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 81207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
“I hate that fucking asshole,” Rylan says, all of us knowing that the elephant in the room is always Malcolm. He fucked with me, Hayes, and Anthony so much.
“I didn’t realize how worthless he made me feel,” I admit. “How his digs really got to me. I hate feeling like this.”
He turned me back into the boy I used to be, the one no one wanted except…Eric. Eric has always wanted me, even when it was just friendship. Eric has always loved me, always been by my side, always saw more in me than I could ever see in myself.
Eric who has been touching, holding, and kissing me all night. Eric who looks at me like…well, just like they said before. Like I’m his world…and I know he’s mine.
Malcolm has hurt us all so much, changed us, but I’m not going to let him keep doing that to me. I’m not going to let him stop me from telling Eric how I feel about him, and maybe…maybe Eric needs to hear it from me as much as I need to hear it from him. That’s not something I ever considered, but learning how he’s been insecure about his career and education, maybe in some ways Eric isn’t as confident as I always thought.
Suddenly I can’t wait to tell him. Maybe this isn’t the right place and I should wait to ensure Eric is really in love with me before I tell him. The guys could be wrong, but I just…can’t. Not anymore. I have to trust this. Trust us.
“I’ll be right back,” I tell our friends.
“Where are you going?”
“To find my man.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
Eric
I’ve felt this light, giddy feeling all night. Like there’s a parade in my chest…that feeling you get when you see it as a kid and it’s the most amazing experience you’ve ever had.
I really like going out with Donovan and our friends. I always have, but it’s even better now that I can claim him. I’ve never wanted to claim anyone before, but with D, it’s this powerful instinct I wouldn’t know how to tamp down even if I wanted to.
Which I don’t.
I’m not even sure how to put it all into words.
“You have that giddy Donovan smile,” Ana says as we wait for the drinks.
“I know. I can’t help smiling about him. Tonight is a lot of fun.”
“The two of you are so adorable.” She reaches over and squeezes my bicep.
“The cutest.” I beam, which makes her laugh. “It’s true.”
“You’re an absolute joy, Eric, and I hope you never change.”
Before I can reply, the bartender comes over and hands me my drinks. Ana didn’t end up getting one, so it’s just mine and Donovan’s. “Shit. I need to piss real quick.”
“Go ahead. I’ll take the drinks to our table.”
I thank her, and we go our separate directions. The club is even fuller than it was when we arrived, and it takes me what feels like an eternity to work my way through the crowd and the hallway where the bathrooms are.
The hallway is packed too, men pushing other men up against the walls as they kiss and rut together. My cock takes notice, and I can’t help but conjure up a hundred different scenarios where I’m making out with Donovan in every area of the club.
The bathroom is pretty full, and there’s no doubt that sex is happening in some of the stalls. Would Donovan be down with that? Sex in public? I want to do everything with him, as long as it’s something he’s into as well.
I take the longest piss of my life at one of the urinals, wash my hands, then head out, excited to get back to Donovan and our friends. I only make it a few steps into the main part of the bar when I feel a hand on my arm. I turn to see who it is, the smile immediately falling from my face when I meet Malcolm’s smarmy gaze.
My hackles rise instantly, rage and hate battling for dominance. It’s not a feeling I’m proud of. I don’t want to be an angry man. I don’t want to dislike anyone, but this man hurt Donovan. He took advantage of him, didn’t see his worth, as if he isn’t the best fucking thing in this world.
“Don’t fucking touch me.” I jerk my arm out of his hold.
I start walking away, but his words stop me. “I always knew you were fucking him too.”
I stop cold, body tight. I turn to face Malcolm. “Excuse me?”
“I saw the two of you earlier. I always knew you were fucking him too. He tried to make it seem like he’s so good, Donovan who cares about everyone and always does the right thing, but really, he’s just as bad as I am. He was fucking you while he was fucking me, just like I was fucking them all at the same time.”