Alessandra Hazard

“You know what I mean. Despite your poor grades, you are not completely stupid.”

“Wow, thanks. I’m going to mark this day in the calendar. ‘Professor Rutledge said I’m not completely stupid.’ I feel so special, you know.”

Rutledge bucked his hips and Sam nearly choked, but he rode it out, feeling hot come hit the back of his throat, spurting in quick succession

He was wearing a thick, comfy-looking blue sweater and gray sweatpants. Gabriel wanted to climb on him.

So he did. Gabriel ran and jumped onto him.

“I’m trying to be a better man,” he said, looking at Sammy’s lips.

“There’s nothing wrong with you,” Sammy whispered, licking his lips with the tip of his tongue. “Stop say‍

“I’m trying to be a better man,” he said, looking at Sammy’s lips.

“There’s nothing wrong with you,” Sammy whispered, licking his lips with the tip of his tongue. “Stop saying stupid things and kiss me.”

“It’s a bit of a mindfuck. But God, I love you.”

Feeling like his chest was about to burst from happiness, Sam grinned against Dominic’s mouth. “Me, too. But you probably knew that already.”

Dominic started laughing. “Right. ‘It’s just a crush?’ Was that supposed to be a love confession?”

Sam scowled before chuckling, too. “Oh, shut it. I was so obvious, it was embarrassing.”

Tyler mumbled something and walked away from Nick, determined to stop behaving like a clingy girlfriend and start behaving like an independent adult.

He lasted fifteen minutes.

Being an independent adult was unexpectedly hard. He was acutely aware of the distance between him and Nick at all times, as if they were bound by invisible ropes.

Where are we going?”

I have no idea.

“A good manservant doesn’t ask questions,” Jamil said haughtily, his face a little warm.

“Cute.”

“Pardon?” Jamil said, still looking in front of him. He had a feeling he would find Rohan smirking if he looked his way.

“You’re cute when you put on your proper prince act.”

“It’s not an act.” Jamil ran a hand through his hair. “And I’m not cute.”

“Trust me, sweetheart, I would never use that word if it didn’t fit.” Rohan let out a laugh. “I don’t think I’ve ever used it, actually. Until now.”

Jamil pursed his lips. “I told you to stop calling me that.”

“My apologies, Highness.”

I like watching you get all prickly and indignant. I like watching you, period.

. “Let’s get home, hm? And then you can tell me how much you want me.”

“But I want you now,” Andrew whined, pressing wet, open-mouthed kisses to Logan’s jawline.

“I thought you hated PDA? People are staring. I don’t want you to be embarrassed tomorrow when you sober up.”

“Don’t care,” Andrew mumbled, nuzzling into Logan’s neck. “Love you.”