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Max eased hi him until he could tell it was toohis face on the wiry ginger hair before kissing his way up Jeremy’s splayed body Max shoved to his feet—shut up, stupid knee—and they rolled and tangled on the narrow bed

“Is it always that good?” Jeremy asked sleepily, his lashes fanned over his flushed, freckled cheeks He snuggled close They both had their junk hanging out, but Max yanked the duvet over them

“Sometimes,” Max lied The truth that he’d never been this turned on in his whole damn life was far too new Not only new—a little scary, which made him feel childish to admit

The warning signs had been flashing, alar with Jere downhill Now he just had to figure out how far he was going to let the on the brakes

“What’s got your dick in a twist?”

Max had to laugh before shrugging “It’s nothing”

Meg only watched him as she sipped her latte as they left the cafe

Max sighed “It’s this guy”

Her thick eyebrows shot up “Someone’s finally stormed that beach? Do tell Not that I don’t appreciate you buying ood-luck coffee before my exam, but—” She jerked to a stop at the curb and yelled to the bike rider who sped past, “Watch it! You’re supposed to stop at red lights!” She shook her head, sandy brown ponytail swaying as she rolled her blue eyes “Fucking people”

Meg took another sip as they crossed the street “You were saying?” She wiped foaht cheeks were rosy in the cold, which made Max think of Jeremy

Focus “No one’s stor like that He’s a first year Just a kid” I’ hiave hiured it couldn’t hurt to be nice, and we’re friends now” That was true enough

Suddenly, all he could think about was how Jereed when he really slasses, the flash of his white teeth and how his nose scrunched up a bit