“What? Not at all?”
“Nah, I don’t need it.”
“Do you have an iPad or something for social media?”
“I don’t use social media. Harry uses Instagram for work and it makes him depressed. Besides, everyone I want to talk to is right here.”
“What about your sisters?”
“They call when they want something. I visit when I can. Don’t need the internet for that.”
If I wasn’t perilously close to having major feels for him before, I was now. I chanced another step forward. This time, he didn’t flinch. He took my hands and tugged me closer so we were chest to chest. His heart was racing, his skin blazed. I wanted to fuck him so bad, but at the same time, I wanted to hold him until he wasn’t scared anymore.
I wanted to kiss him too. Fuck that, Ineededto kiss him. So I did. Hard. Letting him know that nothing had changed since the first time he’d put his mouth on mine.
Toby gasped. His lips parted and I slid my tongue between them. I found the velvet of his as we tangled together. Another sharp noise escaped him, and I squeezed his hip, grinding against him just enough to show him the effect he had on me, this time and every time.
Toby stiffened and pulled back, breaking the kiss.
Too much?
His eyes were so wide, his expression was impossible to read.
I pushed his hair back from his face. “Relax. We don’t have to do anything this time, or at all, ever, if you don’t want—”
“I do want. Uh, I mean, I do want to.”
“Are you sure?” I ghosted a hand down his ribcage, revelling in his whole-body shiver. “You can change your mind at any time, you know. Even if we’ve started something.”
“I know. Jesus, Cole. I’m not worried about that.”
So what are you worried about?
But I didn’t ask, because the time for talking was over. I had something Toby wanted. It was up to him if he took it or not.
* * *
Toby
Cole took my hand and led me upstairs. I’d decorated his bedroom a month ago, but somehow the sight of it still surprised me.
The bed, made up with pristine white sheets and a boho cotton throw, was terrifying. I froze in the doorway.
Cole chuckled and nudged me forwards. “Relax.”
I was trying, I really was. But his hands on me made me shiver. Nerves merged with excitement and plain damn horniness. Add in the fact that I’d never been remotely close to a bed with another bloke, and my legs still belonged to that newborn foal.
Cole tapped my temple. “Stop thinking.”
I wasn’t about to divulge the horse metaphor floating through my brain, so I nodded and mauled my bottom lip with my teeth.
Cole freed it and dragged his thumb across it. “I’ve never really been into kissing men. Too eager for the down and dirty, you know? But I could kiss you all night.”
“You can if you want. I wouldn’t stop you.”
“I know.”
Howdid he know? Could he tell by the way I kissed him? Because if that’s how we were judging things, I felt a little better. Cole kissed me with his whole body, even the parts that weren’t touching me.