“Can I tell you at your place? I want to make sure no one overhears. It’s not public yet.”
That makes my heart skip a beat. He does trust me. He wants to share this part of his life with me. So I nod and lead the way to my place in my car. When he’s finally inside my bedroom, I pull him into me, holding him tightly.
“I was worried it was over.”
“I told you it wasn’t. I just had so many meetings, and I can’t talk about them publicly. Not yet.”
“What happened?”
His eyes meet mine. “I sold my shares of the company. I’m out.”
“I knew it,” I whisper. “I knew you would. What convinced you to?”
“Samuel. He said my dad didn’t want me to live like this. It took a few hours of really going back and forth, telling him everything I’ve been dealing with, before I decided to do it. And I did. And fuck, I feel free.”
His forehead hits my shoulder, and I feel him shudder.
“You’re free.”
“I am. I’m not beholden to them anymore. I never have to see any of them again if I don’t want to.”
“Who did you sell the shares to?”
“That’s up to the board to decide. But I really wanted Samuel to have them. He was friends with my dad, after all.”
“That sounds amazing.”
“Yeah, it does. It feels amazing, too. I can’t believe it.”
“It’s real, and it’s happening.”
“It is, and my mom and stepdad look like such assholes. I can’t believe Maya pulled it off.”
“She has a way about her.”
“She does. It’s incredible. You’re incredible.”
“You are too. Hell, Myles, I’m so fucking sorry I disappeared, that I had you go to that lunch the first day all alone. But I had to get this done when they were distracted, while they were gloating and they thought they’d won. I needed to meet with all the board members to convince them not to ice me out because of those photos, or to turn around and sell my shares to Erick. It took me longer than expected, but they all sided with me. I hopeyou understand that I needed to be done with all of it, so now we can focus on us. On our future.”
“I get it. It just hurt, you know? Going to that lunch alone, and you not showing up. It’s a good thing I have Paulie.”
“I’m so fucking sorry. Can you ever forgive me?”
I think about him kissing me in front of the entire stadium and sigh. “I already have. Just wanted you to know that it hurt to be ignored, to be left out.”
“I won’t hurt you again. I promise.”
“You better not.”
“I won’t. And I decided to start therapy to help me process all of this. Everything I’ve gone through for the past ten years.”
“That’s a good idea.”
I pull him closer, and my lips go to his neck, pressing a kiss to his pulse point.
It jumps under my touch, and I feel his cock perk up.
“It’s been so long since I’ve fucked you. I thought about you every night. Every day, really. I missed you like crazy.”
