Just a Bit Unhealthy (Straight Guys Book 3)

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.

As soon as they were alone, Gabriel straddled his lap, looped his hands around Jared’s neck and gave him a long, deep kiss. Jared kissed him back hungrily. God, he still couldn’t believe this was finally real. Gabriel. His Gabe.

“Missed you,” Gabe whispered between the kisses. “Missed you so much.”

Gabriel cradled Jared’s face with his hands and whispered, “I love you, you know. In every possible way

He’d never known it was possible to already miss something one held in one’s arms.

Normally, Jared liked airports. He liked the different dialects, languages, clothes and customs. He liked watching people buy the last-minute tasteless souvenirs that only foreigners thought were interesting.

He squeezed his eyes shut and said, “You aren’t allowed to die before me.”

Jared didn’t laugh at him.

He pulled Gabriel into his arms and said in his ear, “I won’t. But you aren’t allowed to die before me, either.”

Gabriel chuckled and kissed Jared’s throat. “Deal.”

“I love you, you know. In every possible way.”

“Gabe, I was working,” Jared said again.

“Yeah, but now I’m here.”

Jared laughed, his strong fingers stroking Gabriel’s nape. “You’re impossible.”

Gabriel’s toes curled at the undisguised affection and love in Jared’s voice.

“You won’t make me feel guilty,” Gabriel said, firmer this time. “I’ve never lied to you. I’ve always been honest. I loved you. But I love him more. You knew it. Do you think I didn’t know that you got pregnant on purpose?”

Claire froze.

“I’ve never said anything,” Gabriel said. “But it doesn’t mean I didn’t know. Maybe I’m an asshole, but you’re hardly a victim, either.” His voice cracked. “I almost—I almost lost him because I didn’t want to hurt you. That was my mistake. It’s not a fairytale. Someone always gets hurt. But I’m done hurting him.”

It’s not your fault you don’t want me.