Page 21 of Perfect Storm
Except then he’d kissed Levi yesterday, and it turned out that itwasn’tjust Mo who lit him up inside.
Levi definitely did it too.
He’d felt his hard cock, and he’d wanted it. Bad enough that there was no point in pretending any longer that he didn’t.
For a second, Aidan just lay there, breathing in and out and letting the idea that he’d never know if kissing Morris felt the same way kissing Levi had. It hurt, but the hurt was slowly beginning to ebb away. The tide coming in and taking it out, little bits at a time. Until he imagined that one day he’d wake up and it would be mostly gone.
He’d thought kissing Mo would feel good; that it would feelgreat. But he’d never know, now.
He’d only know how kissing Levi felt.
Frankly it had been good enough that he’d seriously considered, more than once, sidling up to Levi and offering, under his breath, that they could really forget the year part of the pact and go upstairs to his nice big bed right now.
Levi had said no the first night, but Aidan had been drunk and they hadn’t kissed yet. And Aidan might be new to gay kissing, but he was not new to kissing and that had been a damn good one.
The kind of kiss that haunted you later.
Well, Aidan knew he had at least a couple of days to work on Levi. To convince him that he wantedhim,not just as a stand-in for Mo.
Because how could Levi be? He was so different. Everything about him was different. And that, too, felt like kind of a blessing.
Aidan lay there for one second longer, feeling the hurt, and then pushed it away.
He didn’t need it. Not today.
Today, he didn’t bother showering before he took the stairs downstairs. He smelled coffee and sausage. Could hear fat sizzling in the pan before he walked into the kitchen.
When he did, Landry was at the stove again, Riley back on the counter.
“Geez, guys,” Aidan teased, rolling his eyes. But he was smiling. It was hard not to. Not this morning.
“Morning, bro,” Riley said. “I made coffee.”
“Knew you were my favorite,” Aidan said, ruffling Riley’s hair as he grabbed a mug. Poured himself a cup as he tried to come up with the most casual way of asking where Levi was. If he was still in bed. Oh, he could go wake him up. That could be fun.
“Breakfast ready in a few,” Landry said, gesturing to the stove with the spatula in his hand. “Gonna make some eggs too.”
“Where’s Levi?” Aidan finally just did it. It wasn’t that weird. It was only weird if he made it weird.
“Oh, bro, you didn’t hear? Levi said he was going to text you.”
Aidan sipped his coffee. “Didn’t hear what?”
“He had to go to LA. Early this morning.”
“Really fucking early,” Landry agreed.
“Was meeting with his agent. I think he’s going to end up signing somewhere that isn’t Seattle,” Riley said, making a face.
“Wait.” Aidan wasn’t sure he understood. “He left,this morning?”
Riley nodded. “Had to, I guess. The call came in after you and Landry went to bed, and he thought about waking you up—”
“Thank God he didn’t. I waswiped,” Landry said. Aidan frowned, because yeah, he didn’tlikebeing woken up, but he didn’t like this either.
He didn’t like that Levi hadn’t bothered to wake him up. Like Aidan was just the same as his brother, cool with the way they just casually slid in and out of each other’s lives.
“Did he text you, bro?” Riley asked.
