Cross the Line

A smile played across my lips as I replied.

Me: What?

Delinquent: You. Me. In your shower

My cock twitched, and I bit back a groan. Oh, man. The effect this guy had on me… Blowing out a heavy breath, I kept my face neutral as my fingers flew over my phone keyboard.

Me: Mmm. I like your mind

Delinquent: Is it wrong that I’m hard right now?

My smile grew wider, even as I struggled to control my own reaction to the thought of Kian, across the table, getting hard from the thought of us together.

Delinquent: You look sexy when you smile, Golden Boy

Warmth spread through me, and before I knew it, I’d sent him the question I’d been wanting to ask him for a while now. The few weeks we’d been together had been better than anything I could’ve hoped or imagined, despite the fact we’d been sneaking around, sharing stolen moments between classes. We’d spent as much time together as we could out of school, though, and now, I wanted more. I wanted to share everything with him.

And that included my family.

Me: Want to meet my parents?

Across the table from me his eyes widened, and I heard his harsh intake of breath.

“You okay, mate?” Xavier raised a brow at him.

“Fine,” Kian said brusquely, returning his attention to his phone.

Taking a bite of my sandwich, I kept an eye on my own phone, waiting for the message notification to come through. When two alerts came through in quick succession, I placed my sandwich down and swiped open our message thread, taking care to hide it from the guys next to me.

Delinquent: That killed my boner

Delinquent: Seriously??? You want me to meet them?

Me: 100%

I watched him closely as he played with his lip ring, having some kind of internal debate with himself. His fingers hovered over his phone for a moment, before he straightened up.

Delinquent: OK

Me: Good

When he looked up and met my eyes, I mouthed thanks across the table. He gave me a tiny smile that was almost shy, before lowering his gaze back to his phone.

Making a snap decision

, I put it all out there.

Me: I want to tell the soccer team about me. Being gay

Delinquent: You sure?

We’d spoken a bit about it, and he knew I’d been planning to tell them, but something about Kian’s willingness to meet my parents…I couldn’t help thinking it was a significant step for us. And that meant I needed to be honest with everyone about who I was, otherwise, how could I ever hope that Kian would choose to be open about us, one day?

Me: Sure. I need to do this

Delinquent: OK. Start with Carter. He’ll appreciate the heads up since he’s the captain and if you can get him on board the others will be easier

Delinquent: I’ve got your back. If you want me to speak to him with you I will