Choke Up: A Forbidden MM Sports Romance (Forbidden Goals) by Rebecca Rathe

Author:Rebecca Rathe [Rathe, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-08-02T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 18

GABE

"Antoni! Wait up!"

I know he heard me, but the smug bastard just keeps walking. I grab his arm before he can call the elevator, and he spins around with a glare so scathing, I'm pretty sure my balls try to retreat a little farther into my body.

"What the actual fuck is your problem?" he hisses, and I take a step back, holding my hands up in front of me. Antoni brushes off his arm like I left dirt behind.

"I just want to know if he's okay."

I spent the night driving around aimlessly, contemplating what I'm going to tell Elliot and eventually falling asleep in a random fast food parking lot. When I got back to my dorm this morning, my bed was empty, nothing left behind but the messy evidence of what I did, the smell of sex and him permeating the air. I ran into Antoni's roommate in the laundry room. He seemed a lot less grouchy than he did at two o'clock this morning, but still seemed annoyed by me asking questions. He told me Antoni wasn't home, that he left with some other guy earlier this morning. All I got was a confused stare when I asked him if the other guy seemed alright, and then he picked up his stack of clothes and left me alone with my thoughts.

I should have gotten Antoni's phone number last night so I could check in. I'm too much of a chicken shit to unblock Ellis' number. Too much of a coward to confront what I did to him.

After a couple hours of stalking the lobby waiting for Antoni to get back, waiting to see if Ellis would be with him, he finally arrived, alone. And none too happy to see me waiting for him.

"Please," I say, hanging my head. "I just need to know if⁠—"

"He'll live," he says in a clipped tone. He turns to walk away but thinks better of it and rounds on me. "You're a real piece of work," he says, one finger poking me in the middle of my chest. In any other situation, I'd find it amusing to be bullied by someone so tiny and unassuming, but I feel his accusations deep in my gut. "If you give a shit about Ellis, you'll leave him the fuck alone⁠—"

"I know, I⁠—"

"I'm not done," he snaps when I interrupt him. "If you give a shit about him, you'll leave him alone, but you need to make amends first. For reasons I can't quite comprehend, he's stuck on you. But you hurt him last night." He holds up a finger to stop me from interrupting again. "You hurt him physically, yes. But you did more damage when you ghosted him afterwards. You used him and tossed him aside when he needed you the most. If you ask me, you don't deserve to lick shit from the bottom of his shoes, but you matter to him. The least you can do is pretend he matters to you."

It's almost impossible to force words through the thickness in my throat.

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