Body Checked By My Straight Captain Chapter 20
Connor’s question hangs between us. Jace is behind him.
Watching. Waiting.
I should say nothing.
Instead, I grab Connor’s hoodie and pull him down.
His mouth crashes into mine. Connor pins me tighter against the wall.
There’s my answer.
One hand grips my waist.
The other slips under my hoodie, hot against bare skin.
I kiss him harder.
Like I can erase Jace from my mouth.
Connor feels it.
His teeth catch my lower lip.
“Mine now?”
The word sends a thrill through me.
“For now.”
His eyes flash. Wrong answer.
And suddenly I realize— Oh. I can do this to him too.
Connor drags my hips against his. I feel exactly how turned-on he still is.
“Careful, Blaine.”
“Or what?”
His lips hover over mine.
“Or I stop being nice.”
Fuck.
Behind him, Jace laughs softly.
Connor looks straight at him, then pulls me even closer. Claiming me.
Jace only smiles wider.
“You two done measuring?”
Connor’s jaw locks.
I should be mortified.
Instead, I’m getting worked up again.
Connor looks back at me.
His thumb traces my swollen lip.
“Still want him?”
I glance at Jace.
Then Connor.
This time, I choose.
I pull Connor into another kiss.
Across the aisle, Jace watches us. Smiling like this isn’t over.
And the worst part is, I don’t think I want it to be.