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We just… did that. Us. Sex. My best friend made me come so hard I might have lost a few brain cells. He nuzzles my head and I try to squirm closer.
I have no idea how long we lie here snuggled together. Content. Trace falls asleep and I follow him into dreamland.
Chapter 12
Trace
Holy. Fucking. Hell. Shae is hot as fuck and I had no idea. For the longest time, I just saw him asShae. My best friend. My intentions to move home were mostly pure. I wanted to be with him again. I thought I just wanted to be around him. But the closer I got to Frostdale, the more I realized Wendy was right. I’ve been in love with him for a long time and I just tried to numb those feelings with other people. No one can compare to Shae. I hold everyone up to him and they always pale in comparison. Of course, it’s not nice for the other person and at least they had no idea I did it. Now Shae’s asleep in my arms and I know for a fact he’s the one. I think my heart has always known, but now I’m certain.
And it’s not because we had a bit of sexual fun. No. I mean, it doesn’t hurt. But it’s the way he’s so open and vulnerable with me. I want to kiss him awake just to see those gorgeous blue eyes. His full lips are always a bit chapped, but I still love kissing them. He’s a beautiful man, and it’s no lie for me to say I’ve always found him attractive. But my stupid brain told me we couldn’t be together. That Shae was out of my league. He’ll be a famous pianist and I’m just Trace, a guy that works on indy video games.
The way he sucked my dick was just a perk. I can only hope to one day be worthy of this man.
Shae rubs his head on my chest before pushing to his elbows. “What time is it? I should probably—”
“Stay. Don’t leave. You have clothes. You can stay.” I hate how desperate my voice sounds.
“I don’t have my keytar or a guitar for the mall.” He pushes to sit and wipes the sleep from his eyes.
“I can pick it up for you tomorrow while you’re in class and meet you at the mall.” I plead with my eyes. I just want to stay snuggled close to him a little longer.
He plops back down. “Promise?”
“Promise.”
“Okay. But…” Shae sighs and shuts his eyes again. “I need to practice. I haven’t touched an instrument today and—”
“I have a weird surprise. It’s nothing special, but it still works.” I push to my feet and head to the closet. “I kept it because like I said, lessons reminded me of you and, well, pianos remind me of you.”
Shae tips his head to the side, and opens his mouth, but must get sidetracked from his original thought. “Your ass is a dream, Trace.”
“Sure you don’t wanna tap it?”
Shae laughs and falls back, clutching his stomach as I stand there and twerk in front of my closet.
“No, but I do wanna eat it.”
“Well fuck. I want that too now.”
“After a shower, though.” Shae flashes me a grin when I moan. I head back towards him and he tips his head again. “I thought you had a weird surprise.”
“Right right.” I rush to the closet and yank the door open to grab my prize. “I wanted a nice keyboard to practice with, so I invested in an electric piano. I turn it on every couple of months just to make sure it still works. I paid a lot for it, so I’m glad it stands up to time.”
Shae bounces out of bed while I set up the stand and plug the piano in.
“This is top of the line. I have the latest model at home.” He smooths his hands over the keys. “You kept this?”
I nod. “It made me feel closer to you.”
Shae wraps his arms around me. Just two guys with their dicks out and mine’s getting interested again.
“You don’t mind if I practice? Just a little bit? Two, three hours?” He cringes when he says three.
“Hour tops. You gotta take care of yourself, Shae.”
“Professional pianists practice for hours upon hours every day. Even one day off can mess with muscle memory.”
I have no idea if that’s true or not, but I let him go so he can adjust things to his liking.
