“Quiet now,” Alex said the moment Nick manage to draw breath. “You’ve had your say and made sense, so you can shut up now.”
Nick moved his head to protest. That wasn’t good enough.
“Do you remember what I said?” Alex continued. “Do you remember what I said about being undecided, believing I’m gay but not having found the right person?”
Nick nodded.
“I love you—” Alex’s voice dropped an octave, “—so you can…shut up…now.” Alex kissed Nick’s nose and then his forehead. “I’ll punch your brother out, I swear I will. Why the f**k didn’t you tell me what you were going through, Nick? I’m so sorry I didn’t know.” Alex’s kisses turned gentle, and Nick closed his eyes, giving himself over to the sensation. His fingers snagged in Alex’s jacket, and he laughed when Alex said, “Mind the Lacroix.”
