Eternal Replay: A Love Rekindled

Chapter Thirteen

Corey stretched his legs under the quilt. Sleeping in the same bed with someone made him a bit uncomfortable, especially when that someone was Nicholas.

He turned his back to Nicholas, looking motionless as if he were asleep. In fact, he was extremely nervous. Secretly, he reached out his hand under the quilt to check once again whether the buttons of his pajamas were fastened tightly. Usually, he slept facing the side where Nicholas was. This position was actually quite uncomfortable now, but he could only endure it.

Nicholas liked him, and Corey couldn't deny that. But he didn't know what kind of feelings young Nicholas had for him at this time. He had always thought that perhaps he liked Nicholas a bit more. But later, it seemed that Nicholas liked him more.

Corey thought about it but got confused. That contradictory and tangled feeling in his heart surged up again, making him annoyed.

They had been lying like this for over half an hour. In the pitch - black room, with only a faint glow from a small plugged - in night - light in the corner, it was very quiet. The breaths of the two of them rose and fell rhythmically. Nicholas also seemed to be asleep.

Corey assumed so, so he slowly turned around, wanting to change to a more comfortable sleeping position. But as soon as he turned around, he faced Nicholas's face. Next to the pillow, when Nicholas closed his eyes, his thick eyelashes could be seen, slightly curled, showing a rare tranquility and cuteness.

By the faint light of the night - light, Corey carefully examined Nicholas's face.

Nicholas didn't look like his mother. At least in Corey's impression of his mother, there wasn't much resemblance between them. So perhaps Nicholas took after his biological father. None of Nicholas's features were particularly outstanding when taken separately, but when put together, they made him handsome. His nose was straight, his lips were of moderate thickness. When he closed his eyes, the light in them was hidden, and when he opened them, the sharpness like a wolf's eyes could be seen. However, what Corey liked most was the small black mole beside Nicholas's left eyebrow bone. Every time he saw it, he wanted to touch it with his hand.

Corey looked at him for a while and then thought that this time he had finally reversed the absurd thing he had done at this time in his previous life. According to the butterfly effect, from now on, he and Nicholas might not have much interaction.

Thinking of this, Corey couldn't help but stretch out his finger and wave it in front of Nicholas's eyes.

Nicholas didn't react.

Corey bravely reached out his hand and touched the small black mole beside his eyebrow bone, then quickly withdrew his hand.

He was somewhat satisfied for the moment and retracted his hand, ready to sleep. But unexpectedly, Nicholas opened his eyes and looked at him with an unfathomable expression.

Caught red - handed.

Corey wasn't flustered at all and lied without hesitation. "There was a bug biting you just now. I crushed it to death."

"Brother Corey," Nicholas spoke, still in that pitiful tone that hit Corey's soft spot right away. "Are you still angry with me?"

Corey was speechless when he heard this.

Nicholas continued, "Because of an accident on my dad's side, I went back suddenly. I lost a lot of contact information and couldn't find the time to come back. As soon as I had time these two days, I came back immediately."

This was half - true and half - false.

He had indeed lost the contact information, but the excuse of not having time to come back wasn't entirely true.

When Nicholas returned to the Leon family, Charles Leon's biological son, the so - called "eldest legitimate son" and the eldest young master of the Leon family in everyone's eyes, had just died not long ago. The whole Leon family was in chaos. If Charles hadn't been rendered infertile by his wife's schemes, it would never have been Nicholas's turn to go back and get a share.

For the first half a year or so, Nicholas still wasn't taken seriously. He returned to the Leon family out of pride and naturally didn't want to waste a single day or night. Nicholas knew he liked Corey, but at that time, he didn't realize how much he liked him. More than a year later, when he finally understood his feelings and came back to find Corey, it was no longer appropriate.

Another storm arose in the Leon family, and he had to stay away from Corey temporarily to ensure that Corey wouldn't become his weakness.

"Of course I was a bit angry," Corey recalled his feelings back then. "But now I'm not angry anymore. Don't think too much about it. Go to sleep early."

He wanted to end the conversation quickly and get through this night of sleeping together as soon as possible. But Nicholas moved closer to him.

Corey immediately shrank back.

Nicholas moved closer, and Corey shrank back. Finally, Corey was almost pushed to the edge of the bed. He got annoyed. "What are you doing?"

When Corey shrank back, he took the quilt with him. But Nicholas left the quilt aside when he moved closer. At this time, most of his bare upper body was exposed, especially the muscle lines on his abdomen, which were faintly visible under the quilt and were particularly eye - catching.

"Brother Corey, I like you." Nicholas's tone and expression were just like those of the little boy who had been kissed by Corey in a daze back then.

If Nicholas had used force like he did later, Corey would definitely not give in. But he just couldn't resist this soft and heart - piercing offensive. After hearing this sentence, his heart felt as if it had been tightly squeezed, and he softened a bit.

"Don't talk nonsense," Corey said gruffly, trying to hide his embarrassment. "What do you know? You might not even be able to tell the difference between friendship and love."

He looked at Nicholas's exposed body again. Although the air conditioner was on in the room, the temperature wasn't very high. Sleeping like this would still be cold. Seeing that Nicholas didn't move, Corey simply reached out his hand to lift the quilt behind Nicholas to cover him.

He really still cares about me. Because of this small action of Corey's, a raging fire instantly burned in Nicholas's heart. He was so restless that he couldn't bear it. He wished he could pounce on Corey and lick and gently bite him all over to vent his current joy and throbbing.

Indeed, Nicholas couldn't hold back.

And Corey. He didn't expect that in just the blink of an eye when he lifted his hand, Nicholas could slip in like an eel. He suddenly got into Corey's quilt and hugged him tightly, looking like he was going crazy and about to devour Corey.

Even through their clothes, Corey could feel that Nicholas was burning hot all over. He didn't look like someone who would be cold at all.

Corey tried hard to break free. He had originally thought that he could surely break free at this time. But he didn't expect that Nicholas's strength was much greater than he imagined. Nicholas held him so tightly that he couldn't move at all.

Still so weak after being reborn. Corey almost wanted to slap himself.

Nicholas thought he could restrain himself. But the moment he hugged Corey again, some words blurted out almost without thinking.

"I like you. I like you in the way that I want to sleep with you." Nicholas lowered his voice, his tone steady. The suddenly exposed aggression made Corey feel as if he had returned to the toilet in the restaurant downstairs of the ski hotel, being cornered by the adult Nicholas again. The sense of oppression surged up layer by layer from the back of his head and the places where he was hugged by Nicholas, like a tempestuous wave, making him feel at a loss again.

Fortunately, Nicholas remembered that he couldn't scare Corey at this time.

He forcefully kissed Corey on the cheek, and then, just like before, not knowing what to do next in his confusion, he stopped.

"You," Corey was left speechless. Just a moment ago, Nicholas had been so fierce, and the words he said were too vulgar to listen to. But in an instant, he could look so innocent.

But then he thought, it was logical that Nicholas liked him at this time. Although the words he said were a bit lewd, he still looked as innocent as before. This made Corey unable to really get angry enough to slap him.

Nicholas's feet wrapped around Corey's under the quilt in a very dependent and possessive posture. Their bodies were inevitably pressed tightly together. Corey had no room to retreat. He was afraid that if he moved again, the two of them would roll off the bed together, so he didn't dare to move anymore.

Nicholas looked at him with firm and persistent eyes, with the bewilderment that he calculated he should have at this time. Nicholas grasped every bit of emotion that could make Corey soften his heart very well.

Sure enough, Corey couldn't say anything harsh. Instead, he treated Nicholas like a child and earnestly tried to persuade him.

"Nicholas, you're still young now," As soon as Corey opened his mouth, he felt Nicholas push against him. Some parts that he wasn't very familiar with but had touched a few times stood up.

It was so heavy, and it completely slapped Corey in the face right after he said "you're still young".

"You're young," Corey corrected himself and pouted his butt and moved back. "You don't quite understand matters of the heart yet. You might be a bit confused."

Nicholas squeezed his head over and leaned close to Corey's cheek, looking at him intently as if he were listening carefully.

Corey's heart was pounding. He felt that this kind of guidance wasn't working. He took a step back and said, "Let me put it this way. You'll definitely have a lot of things to be busy with later. You won't come back to City J very often in the future. We won't be able to meet much. Even if you like me now, feelings will fade."