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“Yep. And I won’t be able to take my eyes off you.”
A smirk twitches at the corners of his lips before I steal it with a kiss.
It’s nowhere near the kiss I want to give him, but I also know that he’s gonna need to take this one step at a time.
“Man, you two are cute,” Sienna gushes when we part.
Cooper laughs, ducking his head in embarrassment.
“We really should go,” he mutters, although it sounds like it’s the very last thing he actually wants to do right now.
“Yesss. Go and beat Vancouver’s asses and show them what they lost. You’re ours now, Nash. There’s no getting away.”
We both watch them go, and my heart seizes when they both glance back before disappearing around the corner, as if they need one last look.
This afternoon might not have gone the way we’d planned, but I think it’s turned out so much better.
If you forget about the part where my sister saw me sucking dick, of course.
“So…” my sister starts the second the door closes behind them. “That was a welcome home.”
“Some might say karma,” I mutter, remembering all too well the time I let myself into her apartment and caught her and Calvin at it.
“Yeah, I guess,” she muses as she wanders to the kitchen and pulls out a couple of cans of soda. “Cooper Nash. Despite being suspicious, I just can’t believe it.”
I chuckle. “Trust me, it was a shock for me, too,” I say, remembering New Year’s Eve fondly.
“Yeah, so about all of that. I’m gonna need details …”
We take our spots on the couch and turn to face each other. Contentment rushes through me as I’m reminded of us during our teenage years, having our little meetings to go through whatever drama had exploded at school that day.
“It started on New Year’s Eve,” I confess.
“Shut up,” Sienna cries.
“He kissed me at midnight.”
“Shut. Up.”
I can’t help but laugh at the disbelief covering every inch of her face.
“It’s true. I started the night with Darcy and ended it with Cooper.”
“You whore,” she laughs.
I shrug. “What can I say? I’ve always wanted to find the gay player on the team.”
“Wow, just wow. I never would have thought it would have been Na—I mean, Cooper.”
“Tell me about it,” I say, dragging my hand down my face.
“So is that why you moved back? Have you been together since then?”
“No, not even close. That night was only a kiss. It ended almost as fast as it started. I never expected anything to come from it. And it might not have if I hadn’t found my artist online.”
“Wait, so he really exists?”
“They’re one and the same.”