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“What?” Zach turned to me. “It’s a nightshirt.”

“It looks like a hospital johnny.”

“Shut the fuck up. It’s cold out and we’re going to cuddle on the couch. I’ll wear whatever the fuck I want.”

“So we’re cuddling?” I asked.

“It was your idea.”

I tried to remember if it was actually my idea, but I wasn’t going to say anything; Zach seemed much more relaxed. Between Liam groping me and whatever was going on with Zach, a night on the couch was needed. Maybe an entire weekend in our room?

I pulled the blanket off the back of the couch, held out my arm for Zach to nestle under, and started the show. “So you have a thing for Henry Cavill?”

Zach rolled his eyes, but answered, “I wouldn’t kick him out of my bed, but he’s not perfect.”

“Oh? So who’s perfect then?

Zach grew quiet, which meant there was someone special, and in that moment, I really wanted to know who had him so taken.

“Nevermind, Zach. You can tell me when you’re ready.”

That was apparently the right thing to say because Zach put his head on my chest and pulled my arm down on his, my hand resting on his stomach. It took a lot of self control not to tickle him.

I didn’t pay attention to the episode. Watching Zach’s reactions was entertainment enough.

CHAPTER 8

ZACHARY

I knew I wasn’t in my bed. It was probably the couch, but I didn’t want to open my eyes and chance seeing that Teo was awake.

Then we’d have to get up.

I could feel his warmth next to me, and even if it wasn't a relationship, I wasn’t going to question the physicality of our friendship. It wasn’t sexual per se, but snuggling was a definite benefit and I was going to take all of it I could get.

While I laid there, I couldn’t stop thinking about Liam grabbing at Teo. What was he thinking? I’d be surprised if he were gay since he seemed awfully concerned with pussy, but then again, that could’ve been an act. Thankfully, I had never pretended and wasn’t going to start now.

Next to me, Teo moved, and there was a hand touching my dick.

My eyes flew open, and of course, Teo was completely under the blanket. I couldn’t see anything.

Fuck. For all I knew, I was going to get hard and poke him in the eye.

“If you turn to the right, it’ll be right in front of his mouth.”

“Jesus, Jake. Not right now.”

“You’re half naked. He’s wrapped around your body, hand on your dick. If not now, then when?”

He had a fucking point, but I wasn’t going to let some horned up spirit fuck up my best friendship. I cleared my throat and shifted to the left.

“Spoilsport.”

I pretended to yawn and stretch, arching my back off the couch. I felt Teo’s hand slide down my leg, away from my cock, and was rewarded with a collection of noises as he woke up.

“Mmmm…morning.”

I knew the exact moment when he realized where he was.