Wild Horses, Part Seven
After much discussion on the best approach, Reid had finally convinced Luke to accompany him to the door and let Reid do the talking. Luke stood close to Reid’s back, jarring the older man slightly every time he bounced on the balls of his feet. He grabbed Reid’s arm before he could knock on the door. “Have you thought about what you’re going to ( Read more... )
Reid pressed his stiffening cock to the cool glass that separated them. The bashful expression from Luke was enough to drive a man insane. Never had Reid wanted someone so badly that he contemplated fucking him in the driveway of his mother’s house. “Say what, Mr. Snyder?”
“My name.” Luke was drawn to Reid, resting their foreheads together. “It doesn’t sound the same when anyone else says it. From you, it sounds like…”
Their intense gazes locked. Luke swallowed hard and licked his lips. “It sounds like sex.”
It just got exceptionally hot in here.
“Not yet. I want this to last.”
Yeah, I'm slayed by this. And trying to remember the last time (if ever) that I heard those words come out of a man's mouth. *drawing hearts around magic's swoony words*
Luke thought hard, his lips rolling inward. It was time to be honest. Luke had nothing left to lose. If this didn’t work, Reid was as good as gone anyway. “I love you.”
Pulling away, Reid turned his head and looked at anything that wasn’t Luke Snyder. “You don’t know-“
“Try it, Reid.” Luke forced Reid’s eyes to meet his. “Try and convince me that I don’t love you. You can call it whatever you want. Misplaced gratitude, a crush. I understand it’s hard for you to accept, but I know how I feel.”
“Luke.” Reid shifted uncomfortably.
“I love you.” Luke leaned forward and pecked Reid on the lips. “I love you.”
One thing that I adore about Luke is how he always feels what he feels and he never apologizes for it. It's such a strength of character that I admire and you've portrayed it beautifully here.
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