Blindsided: Fake Boyfriend Book 4

“All I want is to hold your hand, kiss you, and claim you as mine.”

“Aww, Marc. I am yours. Wholly and completely yours. Have been for years.”

Miller turns to me with a wide smile. “Who knew you were a lame-ass romantic.”

“Ha-ha.” I shove him, but he’s quick and takes hold of my wrist, bringing me against him.

“I love it.” He holds me tight, our breaths mixing as he inches closer.

“Shane?”

“Yeah,” Miller croaks.

“You’re so worth the risk. You’re worth everything.”

“I don’t need anyone else. I used to think I did, but that was only because I’d never been with the right person.”

The right person. I’m the right person?

“I don’t need anyone else either,” I whisper.

Talon grins. “Good. Then it’s settled.”

I nod. “Settled.”

If Amelia were ever to go missing and they looked at security footage of her business, I guarantee I’d be a prime suspect with the way I glare at her as she flirts with my man.

My man. Yup. Talon’s mine even if we haven’t defined that yet.

“Here at your service for whenever you want.” Talon’s eyes drift down my body. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to him looking at me that way. “Seriously, whenever you want.”

“How many presidents have there been?” I try to keep a straight face.

Talon looks pensive as he thinks about it, and it’s so adorable. “Dude. You need to ask me something I’d know.”

He smells like Miller—like home—and I want nothing more than to kiss him right here in this locker room.

“Why’d you call tonight?”

Miller sighs. “Pure jealousy.”

“Huh?”

“I was talking to this guy, Maddox, and he told me the story of how he and his boyfriend got together. It made me realize that if you didn’t explore with me, you might go to some other guy, and I can’t handle that even more than the thought of fucking everything up.”

“Is it weird that I’m nervous? I mean … considering the stuff we’ve done …”

“This is different,” I whisper. “This is us. Only us.”