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“And outside by the shed?”
“‘Tapping Out’ by Issues.”
“The night when we agreed to…this?”
I feel the grin on his mouth against my hair before he presses a kiss to my temple. “You Me At Six’s ‘Loverboy,’” he laughs. “I thought I was fu
My skin heats at the sound of his laughter, true and genuine. It’s the most deliciously addictive sound I think I’ve ever heard. It might be better than the way he says my name when he’s taking my cock deep in his ass.
“What about the day on the ski lift?”
This time, he hesitates. “Why? Why do you care?”
Acknowledging in order to get this piece of him I need to give up something in return, I give him the unabashed truth. “Because they’re a window into your mind. To know what you’re thinking but not saying. And as much as I don’t want to, I need to know. Your thoughts. Your feelings. Not of just the world, but of me. Of this side of who I am.”
He lets out a sigh and wraps his arm around me tighter. “If you want to know those things, all you have to do is ask,” he argues, still avoiding.
Tou-fucking-ché.
Not wanting to push any further and risk pissing either of us off, I let it slide, choosing to focus on his fingers playing with my hair and the steady rise and fall of his chest. The warmth of his body and the beat of his heart have almost completely lulled me back into sleep when he speaks.
“It was the same one that’s in my head right now,” he whispers. “It’s called ‘Right Here’ by Ashes Remain.”
I don’t know it, and even if I did, the haze of unconsciousness is too heavy to attempt an analysis. But still, the corner of my mouth lifts.
That wasn’t so hard, now was it?
Kissing his chest, I murmur, “Thank you, Abhai
“Is that Gaelic?”
I nod.
“What does it mean? You called me it earlier too.” He lets out a soft chuckle. “It probably means asshole or something, right?”
Shaking my head, I release a long breath, allowing sleep to continue dragging me under. “It’s your name, Riv. Just your name.”
Then a dreamless, blissful slumber takes me once again.