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" Without moving apart, Zev moaned and whispered into Jonah’s

mouth, “Damn, Blondie, you’re a great kisser.”

Jonah moved his arms up to Zev’s back, wrapping the young man

in his embrace and stroking his smooth, firm skin. “You’re not so bad

yourself, Hassick. You been practicing this with someone without me

knowing?”

Zev snickered. “You jealous?”

Jonah didn’t return the smile. He looked into Zev’s eyes and

answered without any guile, “Yeah. I’m jealous of anyone who got to

touch you.”

Instead of looking freaked out, as Jonah had half expected, Zev

remained completely calm. He gazed into Jonah’s eyes with such

powerful emotion that Jonah’s heart raced and his breath hitched.

“Unless you can manage being jealous of yourself, you don’t

have to worry. Like I told you yesterday, I haven’t ever thought about

anyone else—girls or guys—let alone touched anyone else. It’s just

you, Blondie. It’s always been you.” Zev let his words sink in, then he reversed the tables on the discussion. “What about you? Been hiding

out behind the bleachers sneaking kisses with cheerleaders?”

Jonah snorted more than laughed. “Uh, Zev, I was teasing about

the whole not-so-smart thing earlier, but now I’m thinking I may have

been on to something. That hardness you feel against your stomach

isn’t a banana. That’s me happy to see you, or feel you, in this case.

And you’re a guy. With that background in place, we can add two and

two together here and even someone with your limited math skills can

come up with the correct answer. I’m gay. I’ve got no deep dark

cheerleader secrets in my past.”

Zev was amazed at how easily Jonah said the words. He admired

how his friend so completely accepted this part of himself. No shame,

no hesitation. Just a matter-of-fact statement. In that moment, Zev

decided he’d take the same approach. He knew it’d shock his parents.

Hell, it’d rock his whole community. But he was attracted to a man. He

had a male mate. That meant he was gay. Zev Hassick was a gay

shifter. The pack would just have to find a way to deal with that truth

even though they’d always believed it to be impossible.

“And in case you’re wondering,” Jonah continued, his hand still

rubbing Zev’s back but now moving lower, skating over his ass, “I

don’t have any deep dark football player secrets, either. I’ve had a

crush on one guy for as long as I can remember and I kinda put all my

eggs in that basket.”

Zev took another kiss, slow, soft and sweet this time.

“I better be the egg-basket guy in that story, Blondie, or the

tickles are coming back in full force. "

Cardeno C. , Wake Me Up Inside (Mates, #1)


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Cardeno C. quote : Without moving apart, Zev moaned and whispered into Jonah’s<br /><br />mouth, “Damn, Blondie, you’re a great kisser.”<br /><br />Jonah moved his arms up to Zev’s back, wrapping the young man<br /><br />in his embrace and stroking his smooth, firm skin. “You’re not so bad<br /><br />yourself, Hassick. You been practicing this with someone without me<br /><br />knowing?”<br /><br />Zev snickered. “You jealous?”<br /><br />Jonah didn’t return the smile. He looked into Zev’s eyes and<br /><br />answered without any guile, “Yeah. I’m jealous of anyone who got to<br /><br />touch you.”<br /><br />Instead of looking freaked out, as Jonah had half expected, Zev<br /><br />remained completely calm. He gazed into Jonah’s eyes with such<br /><br />powerful emotion that Jonah’s heart raced and his breath hitched.<br /><br />“Unless you can manage being jealous of yourself, you don’t<br /><br />have to worry. Like I told you yesterday, I haven’t ever thought about<br /><br />anyone else—girls or guys—let alone touched anyone else. It’s just<br /><br />you, Blondie. It’s always been you.” Zev let his words sink in, then he reversed the tables on the discussion. “What about you? Been hiding<br /><br />out behind the bleachers sneaking kisses with cheerleaders?”<br /><br />Jonah snorted more than laughed. “Uh, Zev, I was teasing about<br /><br />the whole not-so-smart thing earlier, but now I’m thinking I may have<br /><br />been on to something. That hardness you feel against your stomach<br /><br />isn’t a banana. That’s me happy to see you, or feel you, in this case.<br /><br />And you’re a guy. With that background in place, we can add two and<br /><br />two together here and even someone with your limited math skills can<br /><br />come up with the correct answer. I’m gay. I’ve got no deep dark<br /><br />cheerleader secrets in my past.”<br /><br />Zev was amazed at how easily Jonah said the words. He admired<br /><br />how his friend so completely accepted this part of himself. No shame,<br /><br />no hesitation. Just a matter-of-fact statement. In that moment, Zev<br /><br />decided he’d take the same approach. He knew it’d shock his parents.<br /><br />Hell, it’d rock his whole community. But he was attracted to a man. He<br /><br />had a male mate. That meant he was gay. Zev Hassick was a gay<br /><br />shifter. The pack would just have to find a way to deal with that truth<br /><br />even though they’d always believed it to be impossible.<br /><br />“And in case you’re wondering,” Jonah continued, his hand still<br /><br />rubbing Zev’s back but now moving lower, skating over his ass, “I<br /><br />don’t have any deep dark football player secrets, either. I’ve had a<br /><br />crush on one guy for as long as I can remember and I kinda put all my<br /><br />eggs in that basket.”<br /><br />Zev took another kiss, slow, soft and sweet this time.<br /><br />“I better be the egg-basket guy in that story, Blondie, or the<br /><br />tickles are coming back in full force.