Page 227 of For the Fans
I squeeze Avi’s hand.
Slow down, and let him catch you.
“We’re together,” I speak quietly, then straighten. “He’s my boyfriend. I’m his…” My voice trails, and I peek at Avi, watching his lips slope into a timid smile. “I’m his boyfriend.”
“You’re so much fucking more than that,” he breathes, and my heart jumps as I reach for his jaw.
“I know,” I sigh, pulling his mouth to mine.
Kissing him. Fuckingkissinghim, in front of everyone.
I think I actually hear Guty gasp out loud, and I chuckle into Avi’s mouth while he laughs back, hands sliding up my neck.
“My baby,” he hums while our lips brush in just enough kiss for it to feel like a revelation. Not enough to scare the shit out ofmy teammates and their families, all of whom I know are now staring at us.
“Yours,” I tell him as he moves back, and I press one more soft kiss on his mouth because I’m not done.Not even close.
“Ho-ly fuck!” Guty shouts, a shocked smile taking over his face.
“Samson!” Liz scolds him.
“Is this really happening…?” Theo’s eyes have never been wider.
“I freaking knew it!” Guty claps his hands together. “Iknewyou two were hiding something… After the way you spazzed on Ash Holloway at the party!”
“Yea, but you didn’t know they were banging,” Theo grunts.
“Theodore,” his dad grumbles, and Theo makes a face.
Then his head slopes right, to where even more people are gathering around us, including Coach Matthews. My hands slip down Avi’s chest while his do the same, and we separate, but not much. Leaning into him, I link my fingers with his, holding his hand again, to let him know we’re in this now.
No matter what happens… it’s us.
Kyran and Avi… we’rerealnow.
Coach looks to Avi, raising a brow. “You couldn’t just let us have one party, could you?” He scoffs, but I can see the amusement on his face, and Avi shows him a tense grin, shrugging.
Coach glances at the crowd, his eyes lingering for a moment, before they zero in on me. “We might need to talk in private, Harbor…”
I nod, swallowing hard. “I get that, Coach. I know how this looks, but I… I don’t care.” I square my shoulders, locking my confident gaze with his. “Right now, I just want to celebrate the win with my friends. And my boyfriend.”
His eyes narrow at me. But then he nods, letting out a sigh. “Yea. You deserve it.” Spinning, he flicks a hand at the crowd, shooing people away. “Alright, let’s give the kids some space.”
A bunch of my teammates are still glaring, whispering to each other. I definitely hear the wordstepbrothera few times, andOnlyFansmore than a few. But I ignore it all, tugging Avi along, over to a table so we can take a seat.
Naturally, Guty follows us.
“Do your parents know??” he asks, plopping down in the seat next to Avi that I was going to sit in. Avi grins, and I chuckle, shaking my head while I round him to sit on the other side.
“No one knows,” Avi murmurs, giving me a look like I’m insane for just dropping this bomb, right after winning the goddamn Rose Bow.Okay, yea, I might be a little psycho.“Except Frankie and Ky’s sister.”
“Do you think they’re gonna freak?” Guty asks.
But I answer, “I don’t care.” Scooting in closer to Avi, I rest my head on his shoulder.
Because I’m finally calm. It’s like a shot of serenity, being with him like this. Out in the open and not caring.Sweet, peaceful transparency.
Guty’s grin is nothing but supportive. Honestly, he looks beyond happy for us, and it’s such a relief. He leans in closer and whispers, “Are youNot_Your_Baby?”
