A Million Little Moments (Inevitable #2) Read Online Riley Hart

Categories Genre: Angst, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Inevitable Series by Riley Hart
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Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83586 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
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“This all right?” he asked.

“This is perfect,” I replied.

The day and the emotions caught up with me, taking the rest of my strength, and I went to sleep.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Sutton

I woke up before Jasper did. Usually, he was a morning person—well, he was an all-day person. He was one of those people who woke up early, bright-eyed and ready to start the day. Jasp was mostly always happy and liked to have fun and make people smile. He might complain a little about being tired from work, but he could also have endless energy if he wanted.

But today he slept in later than me, likely because of all the drinking he’d done and the emotional turmoil of the day. I’d told him how I felt, that I was in love with him, and we were there, in bed together in our underwear.

I was trying not to get my hopes up, not to think that everything was now gonna change and we’d be together and happy and wouldn’t have any obstacles in our way, but I knew that was a lie. Jasper might have said he was in love with me, but he hadn’t come to terms with what that meant. Hell, I still hadn’t, but I’d been able to admit to myself I was bisexual and attracted to some men. Could he? Was he? Didn’t that mean he had to be some kind of something? Would Jasper be okay with that?

And what did this mean for us? Were we gonna be together? Would we just go on like we had been in public, but behind these walls we’d be something more? What happened if his family found out, or people around town, and they didn’t take to it too kindly? Would Jasper be able to deal with that? I could, if it meant having him, but Jasper had more at stake than I did. I knew what it was like not to really have family, and I didn’t know if that was something Jasper could handle. Was this really what he wanted, or was it like he said—he’d make the sacrifice if it meant keeping me.

“Stop thinkin’ so hard,” Jasper said softly, back still against my chest. I liked holding him this way, feeling the warmth of him, the hardness of his muscles and how we matched.

“I gotta, cuz I don’t think you’ll think enough. You’ll just jump in with both feet, livin’ in the moment, then lose your shit when all hell breaks loose.”

“I got a penis against my ass right now. If you don’t think I’m doin’ a whole lotta thinkin’ about that, then you’re nuts.”

Oh shit. I pulled my groin away, loosening my hold on him. Clearly, I’d known I was hard and that there was a very delectable ass there, but there’d been too many thoughts in my head for me to focus on that. “Sorry.”

Jasper rolled over and faced me, lifted the blanket a little and nodded his head downward so I would look, and yep, holy fucking shit, he was hard too. He had a fat bulge, his underwear molding to the length of him. My fingers twitched where they rested on my thigh. What would it feel like to touch him? To stroke him until his eyes rolled back and he came?

“You just moaned. Whatever you were thinkin’ must’ve been good.” He laid the blanket down again. “I was lookin’ at ya last night, Sutt…and the night of Aunt Carrie’s accident when you got outta bed naked. If I let myself reevaluate my life, I’d probably see that I’ve been lookin’ at you some sorta way the whole damn time. I did that night with Miranda.”

“Me too,” I admitted softly, still trying to believe we were here. “What about other guys for you?”

Jasper frowned. “What? No.” His eyes widened. “Do you?”

“I mean, yeah. I didn’t realize it until recently, but yeah. Not a lot, just certain men. Kendra took me to a gay bar last night, and there was this guy who wanted to hook up with me, but—”

He paled, this look on his face like he was pained…and pissed. “You fucked around with a guy last night?”

“What? No. If you’d chill the fuck out, I would’ve said but I turned him down. Couldn’t do it yet because I just wanted you. He was interested, and if there wasn’t a Jasper, I would’ve been too.”

A deep growl vibrated out of his chest. Jasper rolled the opposite direction in one fluid movement that didn’t seem possible from someone as drunk as he’d been last night. He sat up on the side of the bed. I could tell his leg was bouncing, and he had his face in his hands. I moved slowly, unsure what to do, then risked sitting behind him, one leg on either side of him. He tensed up for a moment, then relaxed into it. I wrapped my arms around him, risked pressing a soft kiss to his shoulder. “I didn’t know you were so possessive.”


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