Chapter 18
Blake
Over the past week, I’ve noticed differences between boyfriend Cooper versus friend Cooper.. We still hang out all the time, talk on the phone, text, everything we were doing before.
But now I get cuddles, kisses and hand holding. Things I’ve never shown interest in previously, never saw the need for, but now can’t get enough of.
Never in my life did I think I’d be a goner for cute nicknames, but I’ve come to love it when he calls me Latte Boy and now I’ve been upgraded to babe or baby.
I used to think it was cliche, roll my eyes and call it cringy. Now every time he says it, I melt into a puddle of goo.
“Hey, big brother.” Nina leans in the doorway of my room. “You got a moment?”
“Yeah, for sure, what's up?”
“First, Mom wants to know if Cooper is coming with us to Grandma and Grandpa’s place for Thanksgiving.”
“Shit.” My eyes widen as I spin around to face her. “I didn’t even think about that.” I blow out a breath, running a hand through my hair. “I assumed he was going to do something with his dad. I didn’t even think to ask if he wanted to come with us.”
“I think you should,” Nina says. “It wouldn’t hurt.”
“I guess.” I nod. “You said first, what else?”
She gives me a soft smile as she steps into her room. “I was just talking to Mom and she let something slip.”
“Ah, okay? What does that mean?”
“Why didn’t you tell me you were demisexual?”
My heart stops and a wave of nerves hits me.
I’m not good with feelings, I never know how to voice them.
I’m always awkward. Opening up to Mom was something out of the ordinary for me.
I’m glad I did though, because I didn’t know how much I needed it.
But that was in the moment, when I was going through some big feelings.
I’ve had time to acknowledge them, grow to understand them better and feel more comfortable.
“Oh...” I blink at her, taken off guard.
“I want you to know, if I knew, I wouldn’t have teased you when it came to guys and girls.
At the time, I thought I was being playful, just teasing you, but now that I know, it was probably frustrating, maybe upsetting?
I don’t know. I don't want to define your feelings for you, I just want you to know that I’m sorry.
I love you and I just want you to be happy.
I’m glad you found your person, your safe place. ” She gives me a watery smile.
My damn heart feels like it’s going to explode. Stepping forward, I pull my little sister into my arms. This is why I don’t want her to know about how the kids in high school treated me. She has a big heart and I know she would have felt my pain tenfold.
“Thank you.” I clear my voice when it cracks. “I love you, too. I’m not mad and you have nothing to be sorry for. You didn’t know and I didn’t know how to tell you.”
“You can tell me anything.” Her eyes flick between mine. “No matter what. You’re my big brother and I’m on your side, always.”
I feel like an asshole now. “You’re the best little sister, you know that?” I give her a watery smile.
“Duh.” She rolls her eyes, laughing. “Tell me something I don’t know.”
Chuckling, I reach up and mess with her hair.
“You did not just touch my hair!” She gapes at me. “Now I have to fix it!”
She takes off running from my room, like her ass is on fire. Dramatic much?
My phone dings with a notification. Grabbing my phone off the bedside table, I see Cooper texted me.
Cooper: Do you know how amazing it feels not to have to be up at the ass crack of dawn? I slept in on a school day, Blake. This is big!
Chuckling, I text him back.
Me: Guess it’s a good thing the other team pulled that prank. Day off.
Cooper: Yes and no. Yes, because yay sleep. And no, because even though they’re going to clean up all the shit, it’s still gonna fucking stink. Like, what if they miss some and I’m the unlucky one to be tackled into it? I’d die, Blake, I’d literally die.
This man. I love how over the top he can be sometimes.
One of our rival schools pulled a prank on the football team and somehow let ten cows loose on the field on Sunday. They were there for a whole night, shitting up a storm and eating the grass before someone found them.
Now they have to redo the grass and clean up the mess.
Me: You’re going to be fine, drama queen. Now, where are you?
Cooper: Oh, I thought I told you, I’m outside waiting for you. Now get your sexy ass out here, I want to treat my boyfriend to brunch before class.
“What the hell?” My eyes widen. I grab my bag and hightail it out the door. Why the hell didn’t he lead with that?
“Where’s the fire?” Mom asks as I pound down the stairs.
“No fire, Cooper is just waiting outside for me,” I rush out as I pass her, circling around to quickly give her a kiss on the cheek. “Love you. Have a good day at work.”
“Thank you, honey.” She laughs. “I love you, too! Have a good day at school. Tell Cooper I said hi!”
Throwing the door open, I slam it shut behind me and run for his car.
“Is there a dog after you or something?” Cooper chuckles as I get into the passenger side.
“What?” My brows furrow, and I’m panting a bit as my heart races. “No?”
“Then why were you running like a mailman getting chased by a dog?”
I realize how pathetic I look. “I didn’t wanna keep you waiting.”
“You’re fucking adorable, you know that, right?” He gives me one of those blinding smiles that never fails to make my heart flutter.
“Whatever. Just go,” I grumble, putting my seat belt on, then hugging my bag to my chest.
“Nope,” he says.
“Why not?” I shoot him a glaring look that only makes him smile wider.
“Not until I get this.” He grips my chin, holding me still as he leans over and presses a kiss to my lips.
A small whimper slips free as I lean into him. Every time he kisses me, I feel like it’s a shot of pure oxygen to the lungs. I’ve never done drugs before, but I have a feeling being with Cooper, in any kind of way, is like experiencing the best high of your life.
We kiss until my head spins and my body ignites. When we break apart, I’m left panting, chasing the kiss for more.
He chuckles huskily, making my now hard cock weep for more.
“Needed a proper hello. Morning, baby,” he murmurs against my lips and I’m dead. I think I’ve died and come back to life maybe a thousand times since we made things official.
“Morning.”
“Now let’s get your sexy ass fed.” Cooper gives me one more quick kiss before moving away.
I pout at the loss. I want more.
“It’s not my ass that’s going to eat.” I roll my eyes.
“I mean, if eating ass is something you wanna try someday, I’m game. Unless you mean your ass eating my cock. Because I’m game for that too,” he says with the cheekiest smile.
My whole body flushes red as I gape at him in shock.
“You should see your face right now.” He cackles. “You’re red as a tomato, babe.”
“Cooper Novak. Since when did you have such a dirty mouth?” I mutter, my cheeks as hot as a thousand suns.
“Probably around the first time you came down my throat.” He chuckles.
“Oh god.” I hide my face in embarrassment.
What we did in the library has been on repeat in my mind for days. It was the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced and now I want more. So much more.
We haven’t had the chance to have a repeat, but we do a lot of heavy making out that leads to our hands down each other's pants.
The amount of times we’ve come in our pants is ridiculous, but we’ve had a pretty busy week and haven’t had much alone time.
We’re usually at his place with his dad home or at my place with my mom and sister and I’m not letting him do that to me while they are there.
That's where I draw a line. I respect them enough not to do sexual things with them present.
So, we’ve resorted to heavy make out sessions in the backseat of his car.
I want more, so much more. I want to have sex with him. That’s all I can think about. But as much as I want to jump his bones, I’ve decided to wait until we can be alone, no parents and an empty house.
I did debate on booking a hotel, but the idea of having sex in a bed thousands of other people had sex in was a big turn off.
There's the option of going to his room at the football house, but it’s always full of his teammates. I don’t want to take the chance they’ll hear us, or walk in on us.
I might be eager to do everything with this man, but not enough to push myself out of my comfort zones. They’re hard no’s for me.
Still, what we did in the library seems different. Yes, people were in the same building, but they weren’t near us.
It’s odd that the idea of being caught by strangers is a bit of a turn on. Sure as hell better than getting caught by our parents or my sister. And the last thing I want is something Cooper’s teammates bug me about. Or him. I don’t want him getting ribbed about it.
“You okay?” Cooper asks, pulling me from my inner turmoil.
“Huh?” I blink over at him.
“You zoned out there. Where did you go?”
I debate whether to tell him, but I trust Cooper. “I was wondering when we’re going to have some time alone.”
The corner of his lip curves up. “Do you know how much I love your sex drive, Blakey Poo?”
“Stop.” I groan.
“You’re thinking about us having sex again, aren't you?”
“Maybe,” I mutter.
“Don’t worry. I think about it all the time.”
“You do?”
“Fuck yeah.” He gives me a heated look that goes right to my cock. “But I meant what I said. I want to be able to take my time with you. Hours and hours together. Just me and you, a bed and a lot of lube.”
“Talk dirty to me.” I roll my eyes.
He chuckles. “I’m saving all my good lines for when I’m fucking you into the mattress and you’re screaming my name, begging me to let you cum.”
“Thanks,” I grumble.
“For what?”
“For making me hard when we’re about to go have breakfast.” I shoot him a glare.
He bursts into laughter as he tosses his head back.
I can’t help but smile. I love seeing him like this. Happy because of something I said or did. I made him laugh, I made him smile. Me.