Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 73002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
“I don’t know.”
“Then let me,” Wells said, moving past him and hitting the doorbell.
But no one answered.
Which had Matty on the verge of a panic attack.
“Maybe she’s not home?”
Matty shrugged. “Or she saw it was me and is ignoring the door.”
Wells waved him off as he looked in the window of the door. “Nah, she isn’t home. Nothing is on.”
He looked too, seeing that the TV was off and he couldn’t make out any movement. “Okay.”
“So we’ll come back.”
But Matty shook his head. “If I leave, I don’t think I’ll come back.”
“Oh, okay,” Wells said, looking around. “Wanna sit here? Or do you want to check out the beach?”
He wanted to get in the car and leave, but since he had already put out that he’d never come back if they left, he knew Wells wouldn’t let him flee. Clearing his throat, Matty looked toward the gate he assumed led to the beach and nodded. “Let’s go to the beach.”
“Lead the way.”
Together, they walked toward the gate and then through it to the beautiful sandy beach. Avery didn’t have a backyard, just a beach and the ocean, but Matty was pretty sure she didn’t care. The view was spectacular. “Wow.”
“Yeah, this is awesome,” Wells agreed, kicking off his flip-flops before grinning over at Matty. “Come on,” he reached out, going to take Matty’s hand, but he pulled away.
When Wells’s brows drew together, Matty held his hands up to keep from him freaking out. “I don’t want anyone to see us. I want to tell Avery. I want her to hear it from me. Not see it or hear it from someone else.” When Wells looked away, Matty was able to see the annoyance on his face. He reached out, gripping Wells’s bicep. “Wells, I love you. I do, but you have to understand—”
“So when we leave for Cancun, you won’t touch me? We’ll be just two guys hanging out? Except behind closed doors?”
“No, not at all,” Matty stressed, shaking his head. “You said we’re going to a private resort. It’ll be fine.”
Wells laughed then, shaking his head. “Because no one will see us except for my family and the people that work there, huh?”
“Well—”
“How long do I have to wait, Matty?”
“What? What do—”
“How long do I have to wait to love you the way I’m yearning to? The way I so desperately want to?” he asked, his eyes burning into Matty’s. “Like, right now, I just want to kiss you because I love the way the sun is glowing against your hair. And how your eyes shine just as bright as that ocean.”
Swallowing hard, Matty shook his head. “I want all that too, but, Wells, I can’t just make out with you and be with you—when no one in my family knows.”
“Then tell them.”
“I’m trying!” he yelled, not intentionally, but shit, it wasn’t like he was sitting on his ass. “You don’t know how hard this is for me. It was easy when you came out—”
Wells laughed, cutting him off. “My dad dragged my boyfriend at the time out of my room, threw him in the front yard, screaming that he was a faggot before he came in and told me to stop this faggot shit.” Matty looked away, inhaling hard. He knew this story, but even so, it didn’t make it easier to hear. “He screamed, he yelled, and I just now am starting to have a relationship with my father again. Fucking fifteen years later. So don’t tell me that I don’t know how hard this is, I do. But fucking shit, Matty, unlike you, I didn’t have anyone. Jensen and Vaughn were scared shitless of my father, plus they don’t love me the same way I love you. Wren didn’t know what to do, and even though she stood by me, it still isn’t the same thing, I’m going to stand beside you. But you have to understand, I want you. All of you, and I hate waiting.”
Matty closed his eyes, running his hands down his face as he shook his head. “Wells—”
“But I will,” he said then, and Matty let out a sigh of relief when met Wells’s gaze. “But know I want it all.”
“I do know that,” Matty stressed, squeezing his bicep. “I want it too, but give me time to patch this up with Avery and then tell my parents.” Taking a step forward, he took Wells by his wrists. He knew it was an intimate gesture, but he couldn’t care at that moment. He couldn’t lose this man. Not again. “And then you won’t be able to keep me off you.”
Wells grinned as he shook his head. “You’re lucky I love you.”
Matty nodded. “I am.”
When a door slammed open, Wells took a step back as they both looked at a neighbor who was watching them. She eyed them suspiciously, and Matty froze. Shit, were they trespassing? “He’s Avery Sinclair’s brother,” Wells volunteered.