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Noah’s P.O.VDorian grabbed my wrist with firm fingers and dragged my hand down between us. I sucked in a sharp breath as he pressed my palm flush against the thick, unmistakable shape of his cock.“Still think I’m lying?” Although I couldn’t see his face, the hunger in his voice felt electric. My mouth went completely dry and it felt like my heart was trying to break out from how hard it was slamming against my ribs. Under my fingers, Dorian was hard…so fucking hard. The heat of him burned through his shorts, branding me, and making my stomach clench with need.Just then, Dorian unfurled his fingers from mine, but I didn’t pull my hand away. I should have. I should have taken the out he was giving me, but instead, my fingers twitched and I brushed my knuckles against him. Before I could stop myself, I stroked him once through the nylon. I heard Dorian’s breath hitch as he sucked it through clenched teeth.“Noah,” my name was a growled warning that fell through his lips.I whispered.
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Noah’s P.O.V“Hey, you waited.” Dorian’s voice breathed into my ear just as I reached for my car door. I discretely retracted my hand and clenched it beside me. If Dorian hadn’t appeared right now, I would have left. Embarrasment heated my cheeks and I tried to respond to him but words fail me.His lips pressed into the side of my neck and he inhaled deeply. “Have I ever told you you smell really good? It’s gotta be those expensive ass cologne.”“Oh shut it. Maybe you should try bathing some times.” I shot back and his deep laughter dribbled into my ear like warm chocolate.“Yeah with your Gourmet bath soaps.” he snickered and pulled away, turning me around to face him. “Not everyone was born with a silver spoon shoved up their butt, Carter.” Although his voice sounded humurous, there was some seriousness in his eyes. Feeling a little awkward, I scrambled for an ice-breaker. “That’s why you need to replace the spoon in mine, Hayes.”God, why did I say that?“Oh yeah?” He murmured, li
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Noah’s P.O.VIt’s been two days since I hightailed it out of Dorian’s room like a fucking coward, and I still couldn’t get the taste of him out of my mouth. Or the way he touched me…and the way I let him.Moreover, how much I’d liked it.I was a fucking idiot.I’d spent the last forty-eight hours alternating between furious self-loathing and locking myself in my room like a goddamn hermit. The only reason I even left my room was for practice and classes, and thank fuck we have the week off from games because I know I would’ve played like complete shit. My head felt like a disaster zone and every second I ignore the single text from him took something away from me. I now know, without a doubt, that I wasn’t fully straight. There was no use lying to myself aymore, not after what happened with Dorian.My pulse jumped like it had for the past few days anytime he came up in my thought,That cocky, smug bastard with his fire-engine red hair, and his ridiculously green eyes, and his…fuck. I
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Dorian's P.O.V.Noah didn’t say a fucking word or look at anyone. He just pulled his gear on with this quiet, rigid dignity that made my chest ache. His hands shook only once, when he started to fix on his skates.. I caught it—of course I fucking did. My eyes hadn’t left him for more than a second since he walked in.The silence in the locker room was worse than shouting. Worse than punches. It was the kind of quiet that clung to your skin, crawled under your clothes and made your spine itch. Like everyone was pretending he wasn’t there, like if they didn’t speak, maybe he’d vanish.Hell, even Matt—the fucking loudmouth who never shut the fuck up—was quiet.It felt like the fucking Twilight Zone.I wanted someone to say something. Anything. Shout. Fight. Even spit. Just fucking acknowledge the elephant in the room. But no—this kind of silence was a different kind of violence. One Noah didn’t deserve.I hated every goddamn second of it. The door suddenly flew open, slamming against th
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NOAH’S P.O.VFor a solid minute, I just sat there in my car, the engine humming under me while I stared at the empty spot where Dorian had vanished. The cold metal of the steering wheel bit into my palms as I gripped it, my eyes locked on the fading outline of his broad shoulders against the afternoon sun as it snowed around us. He didn’t even glance my way—just walked off like I was nothing. No nod, no smirk, not even one of his sarcastic little waves that always pissed me off and turned me on at the same time. Just a straight-up ghosting, his sneakers scuffing the pavement like he couldn’t get away fast enough.What the fuck was that about?For the past month, after practice, it’d been us—every damn day. Fucking until the sheets were soaked with sweat, studying with our books sprawled across his bed with our legs tangled, or pulling shifts at the store, stealing glances over the counter while Susie smirked like she knew too much. Neither of us had time for anything else, and Dorian
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NOAH’S P.O.VThe locker room was too damn loud for a morning practice, but I barely noticed the chaos as Coach came in to address us. He announced that we won't be practicing at the rink today, instead it was strictly conditioning in the gym.Great. Nothing like nearly puking on an empty stomach to kick things off.After changing into workout clothes, we all shuffled into the gym. Like always, veterans got paired with rookies for spotting. I barely had time to glance at Dorian before Jaxon stepped right in front of me, slinging an arm around my shoulders.“I got him today.”I caught Dorian’s expression flicker—just for a second—before he hit me with this pointed, unreadable look. My stomach did a weird twist of worry. After last night, I knew damn well how irrational his jealousy of my friendship with Jaxon could get. Not that I was about to play babysitter in front of the whole team, but I wasn’t in the mood to deal with him sulking all day either. Swallowing a sigh, I shot him a qu
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Dorian's P.O.VAfter we left the mall, Noah tossed his keys to me and without being told, I knew he wanted me to drive us back. Clearly he was too blind with anger to do that.The drive back to my dorm was fucking suffocating. Noah sat there, arms crossed, staring out the window like some pissed-off spouse who’d caught me cheating with the neighbor. Neither of us said a word, just let the silence stew between us, thick and heavy as the tension from that shitshow of a dinner. I gripped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles turned white, trying to keep my temper in check because I couldn't for the life of me see why Noah was angry when he'd been all over his "best friend" but the second we stepped into my room and I slammed the door shut, it all went to hell.“You’re such a fucking man-whore,” Noah snapped, spinning on me with his eyes blazing. “Flirting with Tessa right in front of me like I’m invisible. What the fuck is wrong with you? What do they say about bisexuals again? Yeah, y'
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Dorian's p.o.vFucking Jaxon.Of all the people to turn the corner at that exact moment, it had to be him.One second, I had Noah where I wanted him—pressed up against the goddamn shelves, body warm, pliant, his breath short and shaky, betraying just how much he liked what I was doing to him. The next, he was stiff as a goddamn board, eyes blown wide like some poor bastard caught in a police spotlight. He looked like he had just been caught committing a crime. And all because Jaxon had strolled into the aisle like the world’s biggest buzzkill.For a moment, I actually felt bad for Noah.But that feeling was quickly overshadowed by irritation. I hated that Jaxon’s sudden appearance had made Noah shrink into himself like a fucking scared rabbit. We weren’t even doing anything—well, nothing that bad—just a little teasing and a little fun, but still, Noah was acting like we'd been caught naked in the middle of the goddamn aisle.Gritting my teeth, I turned my head, my jaw tightening even
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NOAH'S P.O.VPractice was gold. We were prepping for our fourth game in the regionals—home against Denver—and everything was clicking. My assists were piling up, threading perfect passes through tight gaps, while Dorian was a fucking sniper, his wrist shots cutting through the air like a damn blade. The entire team was playing out of their minds—Matt, Jaxon, and Greg locking it down on defense, yes Matt finally was unbenched by the Coach so he's back on games. while Cody, Eli, and Shawn kept up the pressure up front. By the time Coach blew the final whistle, we were drenched in sweat, but the energy was electric and it felt like we were already on the ice for tomorrow's game, beating Denver out of the ice. I'd never felt as confident in our team until this season who was ironically my last in Bridgewater.“Four more games to the Frozen Four,” Coach told us, voice gruff but charged with something close to pride. “Keep this up, and that national title is fucking ours.”I felt so good th
