Connor (Boys & Toys Season 2 1)

“… whether in this place, or mine …” he adds.

“… we’re boyfriends all the way.” I put another kiss on his lips, which turns into another, and then another.

Brett, who can’t even leave us alone to have an innocent make-out session, throws an arm around both of us somehow, squeezing us against him like a pair of squishy teddy bears. “I fucking love my roommate and his man!” he cries, then tries to get Lex and Omar in on it, too. “Can you guys get enough of these two?!”

“Yep,” decides Lex with a smirk. “Already at my limit,” agrees Omar as well, still thumbing the remote at the TV.

After Brett’s phone dings with a text and he hops off the couch to go check it, I find myself staring into the face of my man, Alan Wales, whom I am so proud to call my boyfriend.

I don’t know if I’ll someday be working full-time for his father at Wales Weekly, but whether or not I’m hired at the end of the summer, I know that at least I have the incredibly kindhearted and smart-as-a-whip Alan by my side, and that’s worth everything to me.

My parents already know about him, and they can’t wait to meet him. I’m sure one of these long weekends, I’ll finally muster up enough courage to invite Alan out to Kansas and see what my world is like. I already told him I bet he wouldn’t last three days. He only smirked, nipped at my ear, and said, “Oh, you’re on, Kansas boy.”

I hope he slips with that L-word again soon.

Because if he doesn’t, I just might.

“Holy fuck!” cries Brett from the kitchen.

All of us turn at once. “What is it?” I ask him, alarmed. “Is something wrong?”

His phone dangling limply in his hand, he peels his eyes off the screen and gawps at us. “It’s Skylar! From my frat! He just texted me, and he’s … he’s gonna be …” He points at his phone, out of breath. “Skylar’s coming into town! He wants to see me!”

Lex slaps a hand to his face. “Oh, here we go.”

To Be Continued …