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Dark eyes pierced straight through him from beneath thick lashes. “Yours. You know I’m yours.”
Trevor sucked in a gulp of air as his balls pulled up tight.
“But that means you’re mine too.” Cruz surprised him when he spoke again, softly but no less of a demand, of a claim, than Trevor’s own.
“Yours,” he agreed, and with that admission, with his complete and utter surrender, his body gave up the fight.
He came so hard he blacked out. Somewhere in the back of his mind he heard Cruz say he was coming too. He felt the warm, hard, hot body beneath him shudder and shake. He heard Cruz’s shout and didn’t even care if their neighbors, their teammates, heard. He didn’t care about anything anymore.
Only Cruz.
Loving him. Being with him. Being good enough for him. And making sure they got to spend the rest of their lives together.
Trevor collapsed on top of Cruz with a grunt. He was heavy, but he knew Cruz could take it. His friend, his lover, proved it when he didn’t complain at all. Cruz only wrapped his arms around Trevor’s back and held him close.
Their bodies were slick with sweat. Their heavy breaths the only sound in the room other than the buzz of the AC unit in the corner. They were wrapped around each other, and neither of them was ready to let go. Not yet.
Not ever, if Trevor had any say in the matter.
He’d sworn he wasn’t ready when Trent pushed him. That he wasn’t ready to give up baseball. That he wasn’t ready to come out. That he wasn’t ready to deal with the fallout of coming clean for the lies he’d told throughout his career. But he’d been wrong, and he’d known it from the moment he first let himself touch Cruz.
None of it mattered. Not if it meant he got to be with the man he loved. Finally, finally, Trevor understood what his brother had been saying. Anything that kept him from being with Cruz wasn’t worth it.
“I love you,” he muttered against Cruz’s neck as he nuzzled his face into the crook there.
He loved the smell of him there. Sweat and man and musk. Sex. He smelled like Trevor too. He let his tongue trace a small patch of skin and hummed happily.
Cruz held him tight, held him close, and his voice was sleepy but sated when he spoke again. “If you’d told me when we met, we could’ve been together all this time.”
Trevor snorted. “It wouldn’t have been love then, only lust.”
Cruz pressed a kiss to the top of his head and sighed, a happy, contented sound. “Well then, I’m glad we waited.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, because I love you too.”
Chapter Seven
CRUZ STARED ATa sleeping Trevor, thinking about pinching him but settling for tracing his fingers over the scruff on his jawline. It was rough but soothing, reassuring. He wasn’t dreaming. Trevor was really in bed with him, and they’d really made love. This was real.
Trevor nuzzled his face into the touch, and Cruz bit his lip to stifle a smile. It didn’t work. He could feel the grin work its way up his face. There was no stopping it. He tucked his own face into the pillow, hiding even though Trevor was asleep and therefore couldn’t see it.
Cruz smiled. He couldn’t stop smiling. He was happy. He couldn’t remember ever being so happy. Being with Trevor made him happier than he’d ever been in his life.
“Awfully proud of yourself, huh?” A deep, rumbling voice slid over him, and he couldn’t contain a chuckle.
“Your eyes aren’t even open.”
“I don’t need my eyes to know when you’re grinning. I can feel it. In here.” Trevor’s blue eyes lazily drifted open, and he raised Cruz’s hand from where it rested between them and pressed it to his chest, just over his heart. “I feel you, here.”
Cruz melted. He absolutely melted. He loved bossy, dominant, demanding Trevor, but he loved this Trevor too. This not exactly new side of him but new in this intimate way.
He’d always known Trevor had a soft spot for him. He’d let him close, let him in, when he kept everyone else at arm’s length. But this was something different, something deeper, something sweet and special, just between the two of them.
“I feel you too.” Cruz scooted closer, until their legs tangled, and they shared breath, their lips a millimeter apart. “I feel you everywhere.”
“Mmm.” Trevor’s lips twitched against his. “I like hearing that.”
