Trust (London Love #5)

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“Ugh.” I got that.

“But I think having me here changed all that, and we made a deal. If I stopped my stupidity, in return he’d stop his. We both stuck to the deal and here we are. Things are okay now.”

“That’s really cool. I’m glad you sorted yourself out.”

“Yeah.” He was looking at me. Properly taking me in, and I was kind of drowning in his eyes. He had really pretty eyes.

“My dad says you have a crush on me.” He almost whispered the last words out. “I’ve told him he’s delusional.”

“He’s not wrong. But you already know that.”

Silence.

More silence.

My stomach knotted itself into a mess.

“Go to sleep, G. Honestly.”

He turned around so he had his back to me, Mr Snuggles in his arms. I didn’t mind because this? This was exactly what I’d craved for days. Weeks. My face in his shoulder, arm across his chest, my hand gripping his wrist. He giggled softly. I did too. Because I could. Because he’d let me stay.

***

When I woke up, the TV was blasting in the front room, and it sounded like a large herd of cows were line dancing in the flat upstairs.

And there went the hoover.

Fuck.

We’d both rolled during the night, so the duvet was on the floor and Reubs was flat on his back with…

A giant boner.

I laughed out loud. Nudged him.

“Dude.”

Dead to the world.

I whacked him on the arm, making him lift his head in shock.

“What?”

“Dude?” I gestured towards his…yeah. The tip of his dick was peeking out of his Y-front. Who the hell wore Y-fronts these days? Reuben, apparently. They looked…

In panicked embarrassment, he tried to get up as I threw my arms around his waist and held on.

“Calm down!” I hissed. “It’s perfectly normal. No biggie.”

“Let go.”

“No.” Rude. And here I was again, not respecting personal boundaries and all that.

“It’s not…you know…you.”

“Of course it’s not. Involuntary boners happen to us all.”

“Gray.”


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