Page 16 of A Really Gay Book
“Okay? As romantic declarations so, that one stank. Try again, please.”
Ohmygod. It wasn’t afuck off, adie asshole, or a kick to the chest. We really were in love.
I knew it! My eyes probably looked like hearts right now.
Adam sighed. I swear his sighs are sighier than everyone else’s. Times ten.
“The moment I laid eyes on you, I wanted to throw you through a window.”
I blinked at him. Perhaps I should get Adam a dictionary because he was missing some key vocabulary skills if he thought that was what romance was.
“The next time, I wanted to stab you. The time after that, I considered pushing you under a bus. Last week, I was positive I would eat you given half a chance—”
“Okay, we’re good. I’m all romanced out. Meter full.” I pushed away from Adam. Could…could I have been wrong? Was that what being wrong felt like? Maybe Adam liked to kiss people he hated.
Thoughthe hated. Adam didn’t hate me. He just needed to warm up to the idea of our blissful forever and ever life together.
My fingernails bit into my palms, and my body made for the door. I didn’t tell it to, but it wasn’t the worst idea. I just needed a moment to regroup. Maybe remember how to breathe…
“I wouldn’t do any of those things now,” Adam said and grabbed my arm, halting my temporary retreat. When I didn’t turn around, his hand tightened its grip.
Damn. There was that tent again. Now I definitely wasn’t turning around.
Adam was going to crush my heartandmy body, and I was about to come all over him for the honor.
“Well, thanks for that, I guess. None of those options sounded like much fun.” Except maybe that last one. Adam could eat me all day long if he wanted.
“I think about you all the time,” Adam spun me around like I was nothing. It didn’t help with my camping equipment issue. “I can’t take my eyes off you. I feel you on my skin. I taste you on my lips. Fuck, I think I still might be in danger of eating you, Apple.”
Adam’s hand drifted from my arm and up over my shoulder, coming to rest on the back of my neck. His fingers twined in my hair, and he buried his nose in the space behind my ear. He didn’t seem like he was planning on letting go any time soon.
“I mean, a little bit of eating probably won’t kill me,” I said softly. Adam’s fingers tightened in my hair, and he growled.
That was when my dick tried to bust out of my pantsHey Kool-Aid!style. I was pretty proud of my wardrobe choices this morning when it didn’t succeed.
“Is that what love is?” Adam asked, finally pulling away to look me in the eyes. “Is that what it feels like for you?”
I licked my lips and shivered at the way Adam’s eyes glinted in response. “Yes, but add in some mild stalking, medium moping, and maximum overthinking.” Adam didn’t need to know that the stalking was anything but mild.
“You already caught me stalking you,” Adam laughed, and the sound was nearly enough to send me and my tent pole right over the edge.
“Only after you caught me stalking you!” I blurted out.
“Is that what you were doing?” Adam cocked his head to the side, mockingly. No, not mocking.Teasing.Adam had a twinkle in his unfairly beautiful eyes, and there was no derision there at all. “My stalking involved more following and less running away than yours did.”
“It was my first time. I need more practice,” I defended.
“Since when did you need practice to get anything right, golden boy?” Adam didn’t put in half the heat he usually did when trying to be snarky. I took this to mean that he was ready to accept that he’d been in love with me since our initial ass-ramming encounter.
Speaking of ass-ramming…
“There are other things I need practice with,” I announced. No time like the present, right? I pressed boldly forward. “Now that we are desperately in love—”
I looked to him for confirmation, and Adam gazed at me with inscrutable eyes for exactly eight hundred and fifty-six years (I counted.) before giving me the tiniest smile. The most perfect smile. A smile that was going to live rent-free in my mind until the day I died. When he finally nodded, I ascended. Or perhaps my camping equipment did.
“Excellent.” My voice kind of got chopped off and squeaky because emotions can be BIG, and sometimes they try to come out of your body any way they can. I cleared my throat and continued. “Now that we are desperately in love and we both know it, I could use some practice with other things. Naked things.” I could have saidI want to learn how to sit on your dickthings, but in case he was still skittish, I didn’t want to scare him off.
But Adam didn’t look like he was about to bolt. Instead, his pupils flared wide at the wordnaked.The hand on my arm tightened even more and pulled me a step closer to him.
