But he didn’t look away, either.His face softened and grew serious. Gay sex The joy of being with someone who saw every part of you and didn’t flinch.We made slow, sweet love. Understanding him. Not out of lust but closeness. It’s scary. Heavier. The patrol car pulling up, the door creaking open, and that crooked smile that always made me feel like a friend.I threw on jeans, my school hoodie, and my baseball cap. I do.”“You can,” I said, more certain than I’d felt in weeks. Every so often, Matt would radio in his position or wave at a lone student cutting across the quad. He rolled over me, his weight pressing down as his hands cupped my sides. You’ve still got options, Jase. But I covered short a lot, too.”I smiled. None of those places are here.”His eyes flicked up to meet mine.“And you are,” I added. North and south sectors. You up for a walk?” And that was all it took. You’re not. “You still want to wear the hat sometimes?”I smiled. His hand was warm, steady. Our uniforms pressed between us, fabric stiff but electric. Our breaths slowed and his hand found mine and held it tightly. Then I layered the ballistic vest.
