Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 286(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 286(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Christian looked up at the man he was so in love with, offering him everything he has always wanted. Did he take the chance and agree to this? It could end horribly with not just Christian’s heart broken, but Shea’s, too. Could Shea actually be in a sexual relationship with another guy? Christian didn’t know, and he wouldn’t unless he put himself out there and gave this thing a try. The first real burst of excitement hit him square in the gut; this might be his one and only chance to be with Shea, so he was going to take it.
“Are you sure? You’re not just doin’ this out of guilt or pity? Or because you are afraid of losing our friendship?” Christian asked.
“More like terrified,” Shea murmured softly. “But I am absolutely positive that this is what I want.” Shea finished firmly and nodded.
Christian eyed him warily but nodded in return. “Okay, but I’m warning you, there is no going back after this.”
“I know.”
Christian held out his hand, and Shea instantly threaded their fingers together. Christian’s heart fluttered. “God, Shea, are you really sure? You have to be...”
“Chris, just stop! If I wasn’t sure I never would have offered, so stop doubting me,” Shea said, squeezing Christian’s fingers.
“I’m just afraid you are going to change your mind tomorrow.” Christian sighed.
Shea shook his head. “I will not change my mind, I swear.”
“But you’re not gay.”
“I will be for you. I would do anything for you, you should know that by now, Chris,” Shea said with a small smile. “I will not lose my best friend because I’m not gay, fuck that, consider me gay from now on.”
Christian couldn’t help but chuckle. He hoped this wasn’t a huge mistake. Can you really just decide to be gay? Just like that?
Shea sat down next to Christian and looked down at their intertwined hands. “I’m not going to lie and say that being with a dude doesn’t freak me out a little bit, but I liked our kiss earlier. I think if we just take it a step at a time, I’ll be fine. I have been curious about what you are like in bed.”
Christian took a deep breath and blew it out. “Okay,” he agreed.
“How’s your anxiety? Is your heart okay? Did it give out? You gonna puke?”
Christian laughed and nudged Shea with his shoulder. “You’re a dick.”
Shea suddenly yawned but nodded in agreement. “I know...damn, I’m beat, are we done talking? Cause I’d really like to go to sleep now.”
“Yeah, yeah, we can go to sleep.” Christian smirked.
Shea turned and crawled up the bed on his hands and knees. Christian smacked his ass, causing him to yelp in surprise. Shea glared over his shoulder at him before plopping down on his stomach and snuggling up with a pillow.
“Dude, you still have your shoes on.” Christian snickered.
“Don’t care, too tired,” Shea mumbled, his voice muffled by the pillow.
Christian huffed as he grabbed Shea’s shoes and pulled them off, taking off his socks, too, because he knew that Shea hated sleeping with socks on. Christian then got himself undressed. In some ways, this relationship with Shea was going to be a piece of cake because they already knew each other inside out; however, in other ways, it was going to be a struggle. But Christian knew that they could do it, as long as they were both committed to making it work.
“So what should I call you now? Sweetie, pumpkin or kitten? Oh, oh, I know! How about cocksucker?” Shea teased, lifting his head to grin evilly over his shoulder at Christian.
“I might be gay, but I can totally kick your ass,” Christian warned.
“I would say that you’re more likely to fuck my ass than kick it.” Shea snorted, dropping his head back to his pillow.
Christian threw his head back and laughed. He finished getting undressed, leaving only his black boxer/briefs on. He climbed onto the bed next to Shea and collapsed; Christian rolled onto his side facing Shea and stroked a hand over his short hair. Shea hummed softly and snuggled his face closer to his.
“What are you going to tell that girl you’re seeing?” Christian asked.
“The truth,” Shea muttered sleepily.
“You’re going to tell her that you’ve suddenly decided to start a relationship with your gay best friend?”
Shea shrugged. “Sure, why not?”
Christian seriously doubted that Shea was going to tell the girl the truth, but he wasn’t going to argue with him now. Christian put his arm around his waist and pulled him closer. Shea shifted and rolled so that his back pressed against Christian’s front. Christian hummed his approval and wrapped his arm around Shea. Christian tucked his face into the back of his neck and sighed heavily. This felt so right. God, he hoped this relationship worked.
THE END