Page 112 of Asystole

“I think I’m in love with you. And I want to switch to pediatrics. And I want to move in together, into a place that we buy on our own as soon as the time is right. I want to come home to you every day, and I don’t want to lose my spark.”

A gorgeous smile splits Logan’s face as he discreetly grabs hold of my shirt at my waist.

“I love you, too. And I’m totally on board with all those things… but don’t you think you should maybe tell your parents you’re dating a man before we get too far ahead of ourselves? I remember your dad has some pretty strict rules.”

Over Logan’s head, I find my parents, both of whom are watching Logan and me.

Now’s as good a time as any, I think to myself.

“Fuck my dad and his rules.”

Leaning forward, I bring my mouth to Logan’s and thread my fingers through the back of his hair. Logan melts into me, and the hum of contentment that bubbles up his throat into my mouth has my cock hardening.

I want to taste him forever.

I want to feel the lines of his body under my hands and feel his strength seep into my bones for eternity.

When he finally pulls back for air, I give him a lopsided grin.

“What’s that look for?” he asks, his eyes still a little dazed from the kiss.

“I just told them.”

“WHAT?”

Logan whips his head around until his eyes land on my parents. My mom is standing with her mouth agape. My father’s face is as red as a cherry, and I’m sure he’s cracked a molar or two. Before he can storm over here and make a scene, though, applause breaks out, and Stone and Hanlon enter the room.

“Chase, you didn’t have to⁠—”

“I know. I’m done doing what I have to and focusing on doing what I want to. And what I want is to spend all night celebrating my best friend’s wedding with my boyfriend.”

Fuck, it feels good to move out from under the burden of expectation.

I feel lighter and happier already, like the whole world is full of possibilities I’d never even stopped to consider before.

“Will you come with me to tell my parents about the changes I’m making?” I ask, wanting everything out in the open tonight.

“If you’re sure, then I’ll absolutely come with you.”

Full of giddiness from the reclamation of my life, I place my lips at Logan’s ear.

“And maybe later, you can come in me.”

Logan’s eyes bug out of his head.

“Chase, there is zero pressure on my end to⁠—”

“I know, but I’m finally doing what I want, remember?” I remind him.

“If that’s what you want, nothing would make me happier,” Logan says, grabbing my hand and pulling it between our bodies.

I feel his erection immediately, and it makes my skin warm, knowing it’s for me. Knowing it’s because of me. Bringing Logan pleasure is so much fucking fun. Seeing the physical signs of his arousal turn me on way more than I thought they would. It’s also a unique experience because I know exactly what he’s feeling when this happens. It’s not like when I had to guess what Kendra was in the mood for or if she was enjoying it or faking it to appease me. With Logan, I can feel him hard and heavy in my hand, and I know how horny he is because my own dick feels the same. When his tip starts leaking, I know he’s locked in, because mine responds in kind. I don’t feel self-conscious with Logan. I never worry about being good enough or making enough money. I never worry about whether I have enough muscle definition or if my dick is all wrong. Logan is so fucking sexy and confident that I can’t help but feel some of that trickle down to me when we’re together.

While Stone and Hanlon are enjoying their first dance, I manage to pull my hand from between our bodies and lead Logan to my parents, who are thankfully catching up with Stone and Hanlon’s parents.

An audience might be nice for this particular conversation.

Especially this audience.