“Good.” He nods. “Do you…want tokeepkissing?”
“More than anything.” I meet his eyes for the first time since we started talking about this; I need him to see how sincere I am.
He slowly swallows, and I watch as his Adam’s apple bobs in his throat, making me want to reach over and suck on that tender spot at the base of his neck.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Of course,” I answer.
“Are you…gay?”
I bark out a laugh. “No…but yes. Sort of. I’m still into chicks, if that’s what you’re asking.”
“You’re bi?”
I nod. “Yeah, I think that’s a good way to describe it. What about you?”
He darts his eyes away again, embarrassed. “I…I don’t like girls.”
“Not anymore?”
“Not ever.”
My brows lift in surprise. “What about your ex? Claire? You two dated for months. Did nothing ever happen there?”
His cheeks flush. “No. We tried to make out once and I hated every second of it.”
“Maybe she was just a bad kisser?”
“It was more than that. I just felt…nothing with her, not even an iota of attraction.”
“And with me?” I ask brazenly.
Blake sits up on his knees and leans my way, cupping my cheek and holding my stare with his own. “Everything. I feel everything with you.”
He presses a gentle kiss to my lips, and I sigh the moment we make contact.
I feel everything too.
Moving away, he sits back on the bed, resuming his position from before. “I’m about ninety-eight percent sure I’m gay.”
I grin at him. “You’re telling me there’s a two percent chance I could talk you into a threesome?’
He shakes his head, laughing. “Unless you want her to get upset that I don’t want a thing to do with her, I’d say no.”
“Is it…is it because of me?”
“No, I’ve had this suspicion for a while. I always felt indifferent about women. You remember that one time you, me, and Carsen found those nudie mags? You two were flipping out about the tits and pussy, and I was just sort of…”
“Uninterested. Yeah, I remember that. I just figured you were embarrassed or something.”
“At first, I thought that was what it was too, that I didn’t want to get aroused in front of you guys, but that night I went home and Googled similar images.Nothing, not even a slight tingle in my dick. So, then I Googled dudes, and…well, yeah.Thatdid it.”
I stare down at the blanket, working up the confidence to ask the next question.
“And what about me? When did you realize you were into me?”
“That one is a little harder to pin down. I think the night we watched that bi porno together definitely awakened somethingmore.”