He pauses, glancing over my shoulder.“For what it’s worth, I think he likes you too.He was scolding me earlier—asking if we were together.”
“What did you tell him?”
“I didn’t answer.Just glared and smirked at him,” Blaze says with a mischievous grin.
I laugh quietly, but the tension doesn’t ease.
“He’s still watching us,” Blaze murmurs.“Waiting.Watching.”
“I know,” I say with a sigh, glancing back at Fox.His glare is sharp, his jaw tight.
“Hey, Blaze!”Lila calls out, her voice warm.She waves at him as she starts to walk away.“See you around!”
“Bye, Lila.I’m glad you enjoyed the game,” Blaze replies, his tone light.
She stops briefly to look at me, her expression curious but polite.“Fox, honey, I’ll be outside waiting.Don’t keep me too long—you’re driving me home.”
As she leaves, I turn back to Blaze.“I should go.”
But Blaze smirks, a glint of mischief in his eyes.“Wanna make him furious before you leave?”
I hesitate, knowing exactly what he’s suggesting.Kissing Blaze to make Fox jealous would definitely push him over the edge—but at what cost?
“Is it worth it?”I ask quietly.
Blaze’s smirk widens.“If it gets him off his ass and chasing after you?Definitely.”
“You don’t have to do this,” I say, conflicted.
“I know,” Blaze says with a shrug.“But he’s been acting like a moody asshole all week.Always angry, always snapping at people.I figured you were the reason behind his shitty attitude.”
I sigh, feeling the weight of his words.“Doesn’t this out you, though?Are you sure you’re okay with that?”
Blaze shrugs again.“He’ll deal.”
I bite my lip, my heart pounding.Slowly, Blaze steps closer, and I can’t help but notice the confident glint in his eyes and the curve of his lips.My breath catches as we close the gap.
But before we can even think about kissing, a furious voice slices through the tension.
“What the fuck?”
We both jerk back, startled.
Fox is standing a few feet away, his face twisted in anger.His glare shifts between me and Blaze, and the intensity of his fury makes my chest tighten.
31
Every Part Of You
FOX’S POV
IsBlazegay?
I can’t get that image out of my head—Blaze’s intense, almost lustful gaze as he looked at Cameron.If they hadn’t been in public, I’m sure Blaze would’ve kissed him.The thought burns in my chest, fueling an anger I can’t shake.Am I losing him to Blaze?My friend since we were fifteen?
It’s ridiculous.I know I’ve hurt Cameron, over and over again, but that doesn’t mean he’s going to run off and date Blaze now.Right?The idea makes my stomach churn.
Blaze.The name stings in my head.What if Cameron doesn’t feel the same way about me anymore?What if I ruined everything?I thought avoiding him—staying away while I distracted myself with beautiful blonde women—would help erase him from my mind.But it hasn’t worked.Not even close.
