Page 73 of Scoop Me Up
I groaned loudly as I came, my cock throbbing and filling the condom as I continued to fuck Sam through my orgasm. When I was spent, completely wrung out, I stilled, pulling out of Sam slowly with my fingers wrapped around the base of my cock to hold the condom on. Sam made a soft little whine as I pulled out, and with my free hand, I squeezed their thigh before jumping up to dispose of the condom and retrieve a towel to clean us both up.
“Be right back,” I murmured.
When I returned, a warm, damp cloth in my hand, Sam was lying on their side, a blissful smile on their face, eyes closed. I dipped down and pressed a kiss to their lips, which Sam deepened without hesitation.
A few moments later, I used the towel to clean Sam off, tenderly wiping the excess lube off and cleaning their chest and stomach before tossing the towel in the hamper and collapsing back onto the bed next to them. I pulled Sam close to me and they curled against my side, resting their head on my chest.
“I can hear your heartbeat,” they murmured, voice sleepy.
I hummed and nodded, squeezing them closer for a moment before pressing a quick kiss to the top of their head. As their breathing slowed and evened out, I stroked Sam’s dark hair, running my fingers through it and teasing the strands at the base of their neck.
The words I so desperately wanted to say pounded a beat in my head.I’m staying. I’m staying. I’m staying.But for some reason, I couldn’t make myself say it. There were too many what-ifs. The biggest one was the hardest to consider. What if Sam didn’t want me to stay? What if, after everything that had happened between us, Sam still wanted to keep our relationship casual, just friends? I wanted—needed—more.
I opened my mouth, ready to confess everything and ask Sam how they felt about everything, when a soft hum came from Sam. I peered down at them and realized they’d fallen asleep.
Relief washed over me, relief that I could postpone the conversation one more day.
Tomorrow, I told myself.I’ll definitely talk to them tomorrow.
Chapter 29
Sam
When I woke the next morning, memories of what we’d done the night before came flooding back to me. I could hardly believe what had happened between us, that we’d slept together, we’d taken that step. It felt like a big deal.
Gabe was still sound asleep and I took a few moments to watch him. My heart soared and I was in deep. Feeling the need to move, I decided to get up and shower. Not wanting to wake Gabe, I eased out of bed. A few minutes later, I was standing under the hot spray of my shower, letting the water soothe the tension in my neck and shoulders.
As I showered, I realized I wanted—needed—to tell Cooper everything, to get my best friend’s perspective on it all. I mentally ran through what I wanted to say to Cooper, imagining a dozen different scenarios as I showered. I worried about how he’d react. Cooper had been nothing but supportive of me as long as I’d known him, but I’d never dated a straight guy before, either. He was also fiercely protective of me, and I knew Cooper would fight to keep me safe. Eventually the water began to cool down, a sign that it was beyond time to get out of the shower.
Back in my bedroom, I quickly—and quietly—found something to wear. By the time I was dressed, I was astounded that Gabe was still asleep, but decided to take advantage of the quiet to slip out of the house unnoticed and walk into town. As I walked, I texted him quickly to let him know I’d gone out for breakfast, so he didn’t worry too much when he woke to find me gone.
Once I made it to Special Blend, I texted Cooper to see if he wanted to join me. I needed company so my mind didn’t spend too much time ruminating, and I needed my best friend to help me come back down to Earth. Cooper immediately texted back, letting me know he was two steps ahead of me—he’d happened to be at Special Blend, had already ordered coffee, and was at a table near the front window.
I walked in and found Cooper immediately, a cup of coffee in front of him, along with a cinnamon roll that was half-eaten. He grinned as he spotted me and waved me over. I held up one finger to let him know I needed a moment, before going to the counter to order a cup of coffee and a muffin. Then, with a sigh, I collapsed into a chair across from Cooper.
Cooper’s eyebrows rose, likely surprised by my dramatic entrance. “What’s gotten into you?”
Gabe, I thought, suppressing a smirk. Instead, I leaned forward. “I need your advice.”
“Boy trouble?”
I couldn’t stop my laughter. “You got me.” After glancing around to be sure nobody was listening to us, I dropped my volume so only he could hear. “We slept together last night.”
“Seriously? That’s awesome.” Cooper didn’t share my same concern for people hearing, and I shushed him. He hesitated before nodding. “How are you feeling about it?”
Trust Cooper to cut right to the heart of things. I trained my gaze on the table for a long moment before looking back up at Coop. “I think I’m falling for him.”
Cooper’s smile was soft and kind. “That’s not news, friend.”
“Well, it is to me.”
He shook his head, smile widening. “Everyone in this entire town can tell. You’re both in deep.”
“It’s that obvious?”
“Afraid so. I can’t tell you how many people have asked me about whether you two had woken up and seen what’s right in front of you just thisweek.”
“You have?”
