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98 pages, Kindle Edition
Published October 12, 2024
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"Luke: I think us arguing is written in the stars. "
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"Luke: The hand cupping my face snakes around the back of my head, fingers scraping my nape. Spencer kisses my jaw again, his stubble catching freshly-shaved skin, and my stomach flips. I’m already harder than I’ve ever been in my life, my cock straining against my zipper.
Biting back a moan, I push his shoulder. “I don’t remember this in the bet.”
“Sorry,” he says, not sounding sorry at all. “Just wanted to taste you.”
My brain short-circuits. Who says things like that? Maybe he’s trying to scare me into backing out. I lick my lips. Except I’ve never wanted to complete a bet more in my life. Before I can snipe something back at him, he tugs me closer until his breath ghosts over my lips. “Relax, Luke,” he says. Then he kisses me. "
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"Luke: Junseo corners me when I’m drying my hair from the shower. The locker room is almost empty, but Spencer’s presence is a monolith, taking up most of the room as usual.
“What’s up with Spencer?” Junseo says, leaning against the locker next to mine.
“Why is everyone asking me that?”
It’s annoying. I’m not his keeper. If he wants to throw a hissy fit at every passing glance, it’s none of my business. I scowl and towel my hair faster.
“You’re practically attached at the hip when you’re not fighting like an old married couple.”
“That’s—what? We’re just friends. Nothing else.”
“Didn’t say you weren’t.” He laughs and claps my back. “You can relax, dude. I just figured you’d know why he’s been so uptight today.”
“Well, I don’t. You’ll have to ask him about it yourself.”
“Ask who about what?”
Spencer stands behind us, arms crossed over his bare chest. Is this guy allergic to shirts or something? He’s staring at Junseo’s hand, still attached to my shoulder. His jaw twitches.
Junseo snorts and steps back, hands up like he’s facing a feral animal. “I was just leaving.”
He’s gone before I can tell him to stay, dragging the rest of the stragglers with him until it’s just me and Spencer in the middle of the room.
“Do you have to be like that?” I say, crossing my arms.
“You’re ignoring me."
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"Luke: This is one of my favorite versions of him; soft and glowing with pride, his sword piercing glinting in the light.
“Dream Team, baby,” he says, grinning at me. “We’re perfect for each other.”
I blame the sudden heat in my cheeks on the alcohol."
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■ "Luke: I think us arguing is written in the stars."
■ "Spencer: Is it always going to feel like this when we kiss? Like nothing else in the world matters except his soft lips and the way he eagerly digs into my mouth like an overexcited puppy. I can’t get enough of him."
■ "Luke: His answering smile is so bright, so fun of sunshine I can’t look at it for too long before I burn up."
■ Luke: '“I just don’t want to disappoint the team.” He grips the hand resting in my lap and squeezes. It’s comforting. “We’re the Dream Team. Whatever happens, I’ll be by your side.”'
■ "Luke: “The first time I saw you, I thought you were an angel.” Heat floods my cheeks. God, the things that come out of his mouth."